I've got 4:

1. "This is your third nervous breakdown this month, Mara," Dr. Bronn sighed from behind those stupid, tortoiseshell, look-at-me-I'm-a-psychiatrist glasses. "I can't keep filling your prescriptions if you're going to be so unreasonable."

2. On my 12th birthday, my mother splurged on a pinata. There was nothing inside, but I was just happy to break something.

3. "The Northern Lights have been canceled until further notice due to budget constraints," Andrew read from a hastily printed sign. "Please direct all inquiries to the Bureau of Environmental Maintenance and Simulation."

"Fuck man, they suck us dry with all those taxes and they can't even keeping the fucking lights going? First the sunrise, now this. It's bullshit. I'm moving to Canada."

He laughed dryly. "I'm right behind you."

4. What they don't tell you is that a dying man smells far worse than a dead one.