Leigh Brackett

You should try my taco pie, Mister Brackett. One bite and you will be …hooked…

Crud. She caught me looking at her butt again.

You should give my cousin, Dan a shot.

I love this time of year.

Left work briefly to go get the Taco Special at Casa de Carne for Cinco de Mayo. Don’t worry, I left the walkie talkie with Janet. She would have radio’d if anything happened while I was gone

Someone shoot me. Loomis is going on and on about the origins of Cinco de Mayo. I’m about to swerve this vehicle into a bridge embankment

Stevie Wayne here. I think I’ve had too much to drink tonight. I think he’s getting mad at my ranting and raving

No one can find Ted anywhere. Don’t worry I know where he is. I’m headed to the bar to make sure he didn’t pass out

Sorry, Mister Brackett. Can I interest you in some pie?

Even with burns, he’s one sexy man.

I don’t give a shit if Cliff did kill his wife. The man’s a goddamn war hero.

Yes, that’s right—I’m a graduate student at Haddonfield U.

I will one day have Dr. Samuel Loomis. He shall be mine, for I have the spirit world to guide me.

Oh, dear.