Man, I want to be someone's forbidden fruit." "Well, you are pretty fruity.

My fore-parts, as you so ineloquently put it, have names.” I pointed to my right breast. “This is Danger.” Then my left. “And this is Will Robinson. I would appreciate it if you addressed them accordingly.” After a long pause in which he took the time to blink several times, he asked, “You named your breasts?” I turned my back to him with a shrug. “I named my ovaries, too, but they don’t get out as much.

I did that thing where you scratch your eyebrow and flip someone off at the same time. I'm good at multitasking like that.

We could make this work, you know." "I will knee you in the groin." "I could give you a night you will never forget." "Because you will be writhing in agony all night and I will laugh unmercifully. It will be unforgettable.

I chose the road less traveled. Now I'm lost.

Want coffee?" I asked, as I headed that way. "It's three thirty in the morning." "Okay. Want coffee?

That’s the thing about things. They tend to happen.