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That would have to go down in the annals of bad goodbyes: let's bring up her adorable dead pet. I could top that off by punching her in the stomach and keying her car.

(The Trojan War)
The lesson is this: when a group of women asks who the prettiest one is, run. Don't look back. Just run.

The desk sergeant gave me an annoyed look, so I flashed my badge.
"Detective Saroyan," I said.
"What can I do for you, detective?" He needed a couple thousand more cups of coffee.

"I need to get changed."
"I don't know, I think that look kind of works for you. Sort of modern frump."
The look she gave me could have stripped paint off a car.

Who owns a gun, gets activated for an assassination attempt, then thinks to himself, "Ah, the gun's so boring. You know what, I think I'm gonna go with the rock on the chain."

Now when I say "Satanist" most people picture someone like Ming the Merciless drinking red wine out of a virgin's skull. This guy looked like an entertainment lawyer, which if you ask me is about a hundred times worse.