If It Pleases You And You Can

I Felt Like A Car That Had Only Been Operated By One Driver… A Car Its New Prospective Buyer Was Determined To Take To The Daytona 500.

A Dog – A Collie – Went Up To Eric, Looked Up At His Face, And Growled. “shoo,” Eric Said, Making An Imperious Gesture With His Hand.

Sookie, What Have We Done? And To Whom?" "i Killed A Chicken. And I Cooked It." "sookie, Sookie. My Bullshit Meter Is Reading That As A False." -eric Northman, Sookie Stackhouse

What Are You, Zen Master Fang?

I Freely Admit I Know Nothing About Television Or Writing For The Screen.