I spilled more times than a glass of milk on a roller coaster.

And a special thanks for not burning up the whole ship. Including yourself, you daft bum-rag.

The Rusty Ruins were the remains of an old city, a hulking reminder of back when there'd been way too many people, and everyone was incredibly stupid. And ugly.

As Melissa got closer, the taste of school began to foul her mouth.

Tally really didn't have the strength to explain that she'd really meant her hangover, which was sprawled in her head like an overweight cat, sullen and squishy and disinclined to budge.

I'm not the one going for a biology degree. I'm just a philosophy major who eats people.

The Shrink always warned me that carriers stay wracked with lifelong guilt. It's not an uplifting thing having turned lovers into monsters. We feel bad that we haven't turned into monsters ourselves--survivor's guilt, that's called. And we feel a bit stupid that we didn't notice our own symptoms earlier. I mean, I'd been sort of wondering why the Atkins diet was giving me night vision. But that hadn't seemed like something to worry about...

But they're already singing our praises!""They are Americans. They toot their horns for anything.

And you've actually watched it yourself?' I asked. 'Willingly?'Sure. I had to see it, you know? Besides we should be safe. Only one in twenty viewers actually had a bad reaction. And it was mostly kids who were affected. I mean younger than you guys. I think the average age was about ten.'That made me feel somewhat better.But that was a kid's show,' said Jen. 'Maybe it affects everyone, but not that many adults were watching.'That made me feel less better. I wanted my protective bangs back.