Mchotpants Quotes & Sayings

I had a running compiler and nobody would touch it. They told me computers could only do arithmetic. — Grace Hopper

Sir McHotpants Von Grabby Hands — Penny Reid

Men were born to protect and love, and our women help us to serve a higher purpose. — Missy Lyons

The problem with half-truths, I'm discovering, is that they are also half-lies. — Kimberly Belle

I turned, feeling steady but somewhat dazed, and looked from the hand, now on my elbow, up the strong arm, around the curve of the bulky shoulder, and over the angular jaw and chin, until my eyes met the breath-hijacking sight of Sir Handsome McHotpants's piercing blue eyes. I cringed. — Penny Reid

Why did it have to be Sir McHotpants? Why couldn't they have sent Colonel Mustard le Mustache or Lady Jelly O'Belly? — Penny Reid

I don't want your apology. I want your obedience. — Tara Sue Me

A person with normal eyesight would have nothing to know in the way of 'Impressionism' unless he were in a blinding light or in the dusk or dark. — John Singer Sargent

To be perfectly honest the old habits, specifically deadlines, still very much inform what I do. I am brutally disciplined about getting manuscripts in on time. — Simon Winchester

That was very bad of you, Elena, Raphael said once they were in the air. You know the coming sun shower will pass in but a moment.
I also know Tasha McHotpants is regretting she didn't scoop you up when you were young and single. Altering her mental tone, she said, Oh, Raphael, what luck I caught you. And me dressed up like a warrior with a sword and everything. She snorted. Luck my ass. — Nalini Singh

I grew up not really having anything, so the idea that I can take care of my family and my friends now is a really cool bonus. — Katy Perry

His name wasn't Handsome McHotpants. I didn't know his name — Penny Reid

You stand for nothing. You respect nobody. The music you dance to is devoid of beauty, its lyrics empty of humor or cleverness. — David Klass

I admired him from afar, like a really amazing piece of art that you only see in photographs or behind glass in a museum. So we affectionately referred to him as Handsome McHotpants; more accurately, Elizabeth and I knighted him Sir Handsome McHotpants one night after drinking too many mojitos. — Penny Reid