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We don’t have wings, we just skate around with perfect hair fighting crime. Ain’t it crazy how slaying just always makes you hungry and horny? Don’t be ridiculous. Martha Stewart isn’t a demon. She’s a witch. You could, uh, could have, like, a world without shrimp, or with, you know, nothing but shrimp. I brought you some supper but if you’d prefer a lecture, I’ve a few very catchy ones prepped: sin and hellfire, one has lepers. We need to save Buffy from Hansel and Gretel.
It was the pioneer days; people had to make their own interrogation rooms. Out of cornmeal. I told him that I loved him, I kissed him, and I killed him. The only time you were ever at peace in your whole life was when you were dead. Time is what turns kittens into cats. I’ll never leave. Not even if you kill me. Well, look at me. I’m all fuzzy.
You will keep a civil tongue in this house or we’ll put your tongue in a stew. The only way some people can find a purpose in life is by becoming obsessed with demons. I saw their production of ‘Giselle’ in 1890. I wept like a baby, and I was evil! I’ve got four brothers, none of them Democrats. Just once I would like to run into a cult of bunny worshippers.
I recognize the council has made a decision, but given that it’s a stupid-ass decision, I’ve elected to ignore it. Can everybody just notice how much fire I’m not on? Basically, this is what some of your more famous serial killers’ brains look like. Anything for you, because I love you. Deep, deep man love. Let me pour you a big frosty mug of ‘shut-the-hell-up.’ In their resting state, our actives are as innocent and vulnerable as children. Sarcastic? Unfeeling? British? It’s a real burn, being right so often. Darn your sinister attraction! And you know the monkey’s just,’I mock you with my monkey pants!’
In their resting state, our actives are as innocent and vulnerable as children. What gives you the right to suck face with your demon lover again? We attack the mayor with hummus. We’ve got a bunch of fighters with nothing to hit, a wicca who won’t-a, and the brains of our operation wears oven mitts. Welcome to the nancy tribe. Instead you go all Dumbledore on me. How did your brain even learn human speech? I’m just so curious.
She came from the grave much graver. You were a worthless being before you were ever a monster. We don’t have wings, we just skate around with perfect hair fighting crime. Bunnies aren’t just cute like everybody supposes. I’ll never leave. Not even if you kill me. In my world, we have people in chains, and we can ride them like ponies. I’m not planning on presiding over the end of Western Civilization. Special isn’t always a good thing here, Boyd.
Xander, that’s not the North Star, it’s an airplane. Well, you were busy trying to get yourself lit on fire. In every generation there is a chosen one. Y’all see the man hanging out of the spaceship with the really big gun? Battle wounds are nothing new to me, preacher. You’ll fight, and you’ll shag, and you’ll hate each other ’til it makes you quiver, but you’ll never be friends.
I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I find it a bit sad that you think of yourself as a candidate for anyone’s fantasy. Can you just be kissing me now? Ain’t it crazy how slaying just always makes you hungry and horny? We’re pimps and killers, but in a philanthropic way. Well, I haven’t been to a hell dimension just of late, but I do know a thing or two about torment.
Can’t even shout, can’t even cry. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it…This Land. Every single person down there is ignoring your pain because they’re too busy with their own. All monkeys are French. You didn’t know that? If the apocalypse comes…beep me! Battle wounds are nothing new to me, preacher. Better to cut you down to size, grandma. We don’t have wings, we just skate around with perfect hair fighting crime.
Oh my god! Did it sing? If every vampire who said he was at the crucifixion actually was there, it would’ve been like Woodstock. Once again I teeter at the precipice of the generational gap. I brought you some supper but if you’d prefer a lecture, I’ve a few very catchy ones prepped: sin and hellfire, one has lepers. Little man loved fire. I’ll kill a man in a fair fight. Or if I think he’s gonna start a fair fight. Or if he bothers me. Or if there’s a woman. Or if I’m getting paid. Mostly when I’m getting paid. Stay with me. Forever. That’s the whole point. You remember, you fail math, you flunk out of school, you end up being the guy at the pizza place that sweeps the floor and says, ‘Hey, kids, where’s the cool parties this weekend?’