It takes 42 muscles to smile. Instead pick up your middle finger and say "bite me!

“three out of four demons prefer barbeque sauce over hemoglobin”

“His mother hesitated before she continued grilling him. “Ishe a good boy?”“No, …”

“We all have demons inside us, Nick. The Tsalagi have an old saying—every heart …”

“The Simi gots some barbecue sauce in her bag. It kind of looks like blood if yo…”