Murphy: *pulls up on a Harley*
Dresden: Karen! What are you doing?
Murphy: Get on the bike, bitch!
~ This is even better when heard in James Marsters' voice.
And by better I mean more likely to have you literally having to pull off the road to avoid driving into people because you're laughing so hard.
If sex doesn’t sell, then millions plunked down hard earned money to buy Fifty Shades of Grey for what…? It’s literary value?