I actually would totally expect Jesse to take his coffee light and sweet.

Or: "Because there's a fucking H in it!"

Mike Nesmith was the absolute dreamiest. Even in that goddamn hat.

I fucked (a guy named) Ted.

Sweet Jesus, I had no idea such a thing existed.

You know about these things.

My Old Man Boyfriend Gene Weingarten wrote a terrific article about the Hardy Boys' main ghostwriter.

Just when I thought I was clear to toss out that line…

Breakfast at Hannibal's!

And vibration enthusiasts.

Be fucked!

I OUGHTA WHIP OUT MY

I have personally met a little girl called Abcd (pronunced "Ab-seh-dee"). Just one of the many I-wouldn't-believe-it-if-I-hadn't-seen-it names I encountered in over a decade working at a public library.

She was holding a rag against his neck.

I thought for sure Sarah was gonna say "Kill him" after she sent Jessica away.

Six years is, like, a fortnight in Bon Temps time. (Bon Temps temps. Hee.)

Took me a shamefully long time to realize you're talking about the teddy bear movie and not a TED Talk.

I like "Calculating Bimbo," but that's pretty much it. I'll give it another whirl someday.

I agree, and the comments here support your statement.

Ha, know what? You want I should Google it for you, m'lord?