Be sure to leave your underpants with someone you can trust.
Too many temples where we could worship the beast.
I came across Mother Goose, so I turned her loose, she was screaming.
Too many heroes stepping on too many toes, too many yes-men nodding when they really mean no.
Her legs went on forever, like staring at infinity through a wisp of cotton panty along a skin of satin sea.
Who the hell can he be? He's never had V.D.