You make me go from simple squamous to stratified columnar.
Are you COPD? 'Cause you take my breath away.
Wanna go back to my place and watch porn on my flat screen mirror?
Are you the delivery man? Because I believe you have a package for me.
Tacos sometime? Check yes or no.
May I offer you something? Water? Juice? My heart? A whole life together?
Hey, I'm looking for a ski-ball partner. You in?
I want your flesh rocket in my hot pocket.
Sorry for all of the gross messages you probably get here.
You're just like my little toe, because I'm going to bang you on every piece of furniture in my home.