If a cultural reference flies over a man's head, does it make a sound if nobody else gets it.

I tried to picture a female version of Jim and got Jim in a dress instead. The image was disturbing.

She could've stared into those eyes for a thousand years and never noticed the time passing by.

I will devour you. I will lick your bones clean and crush them between my teeth. I will suck the marrow…” “That’s nice,” Kate said. “The shield.

Getting a lecture on restraint from the woman who threw a hissy fit and blew up Babylon.

Cute. I think I would prefer to be stabbed in the eye rather than be called cute.

What do you do to your hair?" "Dust, hair gel, and a little gun oil." "Ever thought of patenting the recipe?" "No.