The Real World Is Where The Monsters

Dealing With Any Man Means Dealing With Multiple Personalities.

If You'd Sat There Any Longer,' Annabeth Said, 'you Would Have Spontaneously Combusted. I Hope The Conversation Was Worth It?

They Sped By A Pack Of Sea Lions Lounging On The Docks, And She Swore She Saw An Old Homeless Guy Sitting Among Them. From Across The Water The Old Man Pointed A Bony Finger At Percy And Mouthed Something Like 'don't Even Think About It.' "did You See That?" Hazel Asked. Percy's Face Was Red In The Sunset. "yeah. I've Been Here Before. I...i Don't Know. I Think I Was Looking For My Girlfriend." "annabeth," Frank Said. "you Mean, On Your Way To Camp Jupiter?" Percy Frowned. "no. Before That.

You Know How Teachers Tell You The Magic Word Is 'please'? That's Not True. The Magic Word Is 'puke'. It Will Get You Out Of Class Faster Than Anything Else.

You Speak Horse?" Hazel Asked. "speaking To Horses Is A Poseidon Thing," Percy Said. "uh, I Mean A Neptune Thing." "then You And Arion Should Get Along Fine," Hazel Said. "he's A Son Of Neptune Too." Percy Turned Pale. "excuse Me?