He Was One Of The Many Toads

That's A Lot Of Vegetables. "it Is, Yes, And If You Eat Them Like A Good Girl..." He Lifted The Silver Lid On Another Plate, Revealed A Small Pizza, With Pepperoni Arranged Into A Smiley Face. She Tried To Give Him A Stony Stare, But The Laugh Won Out. "you Think You're Cute, Don't You, Pal?" "adorable." "in This Case, You Can Have Adorable. Ow!" She Managed The Stony Stare When He Slapped Her Hand Away From The Pizza. "vegetables First.

There I Go Being Critical Again. Does A Man Have To Stand On One Foot And Juggle For Me To Consider Him Entertaining? What Am I Looking For? A Knight?...no, Knights Are All Polished And Shiny. I Think My Taste Runs To Something With A Bit Of Tarnish And Maybe A Few Scratches. Someone Who Can Make Me Laugh And Cry And Make Me Angry And Make My Knees Tremble When He Touches Me.

I Don't Kick A Man When He's Down, Unless I'm The One Who Put Him Down In The First Place. I Don't Put Him Down Unless He Deserves It. And I Don't Break My Word If I Give It. So I'll Give You My Word.

If You Love Someone, When It's The Most Real, The Most Important Thing In Your Life, It's Not Enough To Coast. You Need To Dig In Those Footers, Start Building On That Base. You Want Something To Last, You Put Your Back Into It.

You Mess With One Quinn, You Mess With Them All.