You Still Owe Me A Yellow Porsche.

I’m Afraid You’re Going To Have To Make A Choice.

We Did Not Hope For The Same Things, But We All Hoped.

Speak Of The Devil, And The Devil Shall Appear.

So What Are You Going To Tell Her?" "a Little Help?" I Pleaded. "what Does She Want To Know?" He Shook His Head, Grinning Wickedly. "that's Not Fair." "no, You Not Sharing What You Know-now That's Not Fair.

Trust Emmett To Find The Joke In The Destruction Of My Life.