I Almost Never Shoot People.

I'd Hate To List Our Specialties. Wreck Cars, Eat Doughnuts, Create Mayhem.

Cupcake, Your Middle Name Is Trouble.

Give Me The Gun." Ranger Said. I Extracted The Gun From My Pants And Handed It Over. Ranger Held The Gun In The Pulm Of His Hand And Smiled. "it's Warm," He Said. He Put The Gun In The Glove Compartment And Plugged The Key Into The Ignition. Am I Fired?" No. Any Women Who Can Heat Up A Gun Like That Is Worth Keeping Around.

Are You Afraid Of Me? Uh... Yes.' The Smile Stayed Fixed In Place. 'you Should Be. You Locked Me In A Refrigerator Truck With Three Dead People. Sooner Or Later I'm Going To Get You For It.

Bob Had A Dog Buscuit Stuck To His Head. "how Does He Always Get Food Stuck To Him?" I Asked Morelli. "i Don't Know," Morelli Said. "it's A Bob Mystery. I Think Stuff Falls Out Of His Mouth And He Rolls In It. I'm Not Sure." -morelli And Stephanie