Quote of the Moment: Chapter XVI Verse 29. All these little cuts and bruises - just bring out the mother in me. Come on. Now, now, don't poop out on me, damn it! Otherwise this all just going to be over too fast, and you'll be dead and I'll be - bored. - Come on, Wesley! Where is that stiff upper lip? Now, we've only done one of the five basic torture groups. We've done blunt - but that still leaves sharp, cold, hot and loud. Have a preference? Well, that great! It's always better with audience participation. - May I take your order please?

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