From a WIP:
Harvey's lips twitched sideways. "I talk too much. You've never met a vampire you didn't want to kill, did you?"
"I've never met one that didn't try to kill me."
"Really, you must be exaggerating."
"No, I'm not. Is every undead around here like you?"
"No, of course not." Harvey rolled his eyes. "If you were a redneck alive, you'll be a redneck undead. You won't suddenly develop a fancy for velvet and puffy shirts. Not that anyone does--that stuff is strictly for the movies."
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