I told the civvie no, that I was a member of the Xeno Corps, and flashed my badge to prove it. That was when he asked if I could 'sense' what he was feeling, and I said no, because it's impossible to know how a pile of shit feels.

Like the deathless vampire who must repeat its stalk-and-kill cycle in order to satisfy a recurring blood hunger, the earliest film horrors cannibalized its literary ancestry again and again.

Ever hear of Viagra? It's not my fault you can't keep it up anymore.

For some reason, the teenager thought it’d be a good idea to criticize Newton and say he's ass and that he’s about to be poor because he's a free agent.