* Towards the end of a very harrowing description of how [[spoiler: Emily Greenstreet mangled her face and her boyfriend ended up turning into a Niffin during his attempts to repair the damage]], [[IneptMage Josh]] succeeds in casting an ancient Viking strength spell.
-->'''Josh''': I am a Viking warrior! Cower before my might! Cower! The strength of Thor and all his mighty hosts flows through me! And I fucked your mother! [[PunctuatedForEmphasis I... fucked... your... motherrrrrrr!]]
** Later in the book, Eliot gets into a drunken argument with another magician who firmly believes that their magical powers are "the tools of God". Nobody in the room takes it very seriously, proceeding to nitpick it to hell and back, and the dispute finally ends with the completely shitfaced Eliot making this little speech:
---> "I am the mighty Maker, and I now bequeath to you My Holy Power Tools, because I am too fucking drunk to use them anymore, and good luck to you, because when I get up tomorrow, they had better be exactly where I left them, ''exactly,'' even My... no, ''especially'' My belt sander, because I am going to be so fucking hung-over tomorrow, anyone who fucks with My belt sander [[DontMakeMeTakeMyBeltOff is going to get a taste of My belt]]. [[{{Metaphorgotten}} And it won't taste good]]. At all."