He was young. He seemed cool and hip. He wore his hair long and he rode a motorcycle. ... He was a priest, but he seemed more like a regular guy.

I never rode a motorcycle before 'CHiPs.'

I once rode a motorcycle across Tunisia, Algeria and Morocco!

She's just pulling her hair out. But really she's cool with it.

You don't know your father, do you?”
I shook my head. "No. All I know is he must have had wicked cool hair.”

Dimitri glanced up, and his eyes swept me. "Yes. He must have.

You used to be able to tell the difference between hipsters and homeless people. Now, it's between hipsters and retards. I mean, either that guy in the corner in orange safety pants holding a protest sign and wearing a top hat is mentally disabled or he is the coolest fucking guy you will ever know.