I’m currently unsupervised It frisks me out too but the possibilities are endless

Who knew that all this time the nectar of the Gods was in my va-jay-jay.

Does Uncle Bob have anything?" "I heard he has an STD." "I mean on the women." "Oh, I have no idea if they have any STDs.

Man, that woman was quick when she wanted to be. But put her behind the wheel of a Buick.

No, no, no, no, no. Anything but murder. Or rape. Or kidnapping. Or armed robbery. Or indecent exposure, ’cause that’s just creepy.

I strode toward Mr. Coffee with lust in my eyes. We'd had a thing for quite some time now Mr. Coffee and I.

I stood and walked around the desk so I could stand over him. Menacingly. Like Darth Vader, only with better lung capacity.