Karma is a 7-foot tall guy who wears a large dirty burlap sack over his head, has his knees on backwards, and a taxidermied parrot on his shoulder, and comes over once in a while to punch you in the face "saying I know what you did last summer."
Me: Who is it? Coming!
*punched in the face*
Karma: "I know what you did last summer."
(Actually, I like the saga. I found it ENTERTAINING. Unlike, say, anything written by Margaret Attwood, efin snore. However, I just want to be cool like everyone else, and rag on the books.)
Many people believe twilight is killing vampire culture thought when you boil it down there's nothing wrong with the actual storyline. Sadly the book suffers from a dumb-down teen-fiction blandness of atmosphere and a writing style with a complete lack of character.
Yet, it could be much worse for vampires:
Animé Samurai Robot/Vampire/Catpeople. *Deep Shudder* I think I just puked a little in my mouth.
a moment in your life, something said, something done, or something you feel responsible for that you'd do anything to take back.
Friend 1: You seem down?
Friend 2: Remember that time in the school cafeteria when the two mice jumped out of my lunch bag, and I screamed and I started a stampede of mass hysteria, and they evacuated the school, and the fire department came, and the foreign kid who speaks no english started crying, and fainted, and got a concussion and had to be hospitalized?
Friend 1: Blip?
Friend 2: Let's never speak of it again.