Everyone I love leaves, everything I touch dies, so forgive me if I don't share your faith in my lord.
Sookie! I'm actually fucking happy to see you!
How deep do you want to go?
Hold the f-ck up! Is this therapy?
Not even you believe that.Eric; It's just a bar Pam Pam
I hate the beach. Fish piss and sand in your cooch.
Who the fuck is Mary Poppins, and can I please kill her?
Must all roads lead to fu-kin' Sookie?
Maybe later we can braid each others hair and talk about boys...fu-kin baby vamps.
Don't play games with me you little ginger bitch.
We procreate because we want to not because some di-khead dipped in afterbirth told us to.
Pam: Thanks for the suggestion but we prefer to do things the old fashioned way.
Elijah: Yeah you and Blockbuster Video.