It's better to swallow pride than blood.

This is 1987. A girl can be whatever she wants to be." "I know," said Ray. "My mums a plumber.

You can't judge a book by its cover," he said. "No," said Watts. "But you can tell how much it's gonna cost!

Check it out. She's scandalously popular, insanely beautiful, and obviously in the middle of some emotional shoot-out to consent to date the human Tator Tot.

Hey, do you want to end this right now?" Her eyes flared. "I wouldn't have asked you out if I'd wanted to end it. Sit back, eat and enjoy. Pretend I'm dead.