Dogs, Dogs, Go Away, Let Me Live

You're A Diabolical Little Pyro, Aren't You? He Blushed Modestly.

He Landed 10 Feet Below With A Sickening Crunch-i'm Guessing His Enhancements Didn't Allow Him To Bounce Back Up Like A Ball. We Call That A Design Flaw.

I Vill Destroy De Snickers Bar!" Gazzy(the Gas Man)

Fang. I Had To Do Some Thinking About Him. Me. I Had Some Thinking To Do About Me Too.

Was This Normalcy-predictable Patterns, The Certainty Of Doing The Same Thing Everyday? Because If So, Normalcy Was About To Make Me Freak Out And Start Screaming.