Don't judge me because I'm quiet. No one plans a murder out loud.

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.

“Time-out,” I said... He twisted his hand around and wound his fingers into mine. “You‘re putting me in time-out?” “Yes,” I said as a shaky sigh slid through my lips. “If I don't go, do I get a spanking?”

After searching for a space, I parked behind the tattoo parlor in front of a sign that said NO PARKING. Since it didn't specify to whom it was referring, I figured it couldn't possibly be talking to me.

A sheriff arrested me. I could be mistaken, but I'm pretty sure my men-in-uniform fetish began that day. The sheriff was hot. And he handcuffed me. I've never been the same.

Have they even seen the Winchester boys? Sammy and Dean's existence proves there is a god and she is a woman.