
"ALSO, CHERISHED FRIEND, SINCE WE HAVE ANOTHER MOMENT TOGETHER, I JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT YOU SMELL LIKE FLOWERS."

"I CALL THAT THING A MODESTY STRIP, WHICH IS A MAJOR TRIP 'CAUSE IT'S MORE LIKE A DRIP TRAILING DOWN FROM HER HIPS AND IT MAKES MY HEART FLIP 'CAUSE I'M HER CROTCH'S CURRENT VIP (AWW YEAH). OR MAYBE THAT FEELING IS MY TUMMY 'CAUSE I'M HUNGRY FOR CHIPS AND DIP. BUT NO, I'M PRETTY SURE I AM JUST HORNY."

"I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE SOMETHING BEGINNING WITH BOOB AND ENDING WITH THIGH. IT IS MY LADY'S BUFFET, FROM HORS D'OEUVRES TO CHERRY PIE. WHY? BECAUSE I AM HER GUY AND I WANT YOU TO KNOW HER BODY IS FLY SO THAT OF JEALOUSY YOU DIE, PLUS IF SHE SUDDENLY TURNED UP SHY YOU'D THINK THE APOCALYPSE WAS NIGH. LIKE THE BREAD, I AM RIGH. HOT DAMN NOW I WANT A REUBEN."

"ALL RIGHT WHATEVER SHE'S BASICALLY NAKED."
