Man, you weigh a freaking ton," he told me. "What've you been eating, rocks?" "Why, is your head missing some?" I croaked. His mouth almost quirked in a smile, and that's when I knew how upset he'd been

It means the third rail has seven hundred volts of direct current running through it. Touch it and you're human popcorn

Hello, Max," he said quietly, searching my face. "How do you feel?"Which was a ten on the "imbecilic question" scale of one to ten. Why, I feel fine, Jeb," I said brightly. "How about you?"Any nausea? Headache?" Yep. And it's standing here talking to me.

At that moment I had no mind to change, or not change, or throw against the nearest wall.

People want us, or want us dead, because of what we are, not who we are. It's hard.

People want us, or want us dead, because of what we are, not who we are. It's hard.~Angel

Oh no! Don't drag us away from Antartica and take us to the playground of the rich and famous! Not that briar patch! -Max

Excellent. They were flammable.