Your legs are like an Oreo Cookie – I wanna split them and eat all the good stuff in the middle.
Baby, if you let me pump my H+ ions into your intermembrane space, it would induce a massive conformational change in my f1 complex.
I'm not wearing an invisibility cloak, but do you think I could still visit your restricted section tonight?
I love you like a drunk girl loves yelling that she's sober at 3am while lying on the floor of a Taco Bell.
If you don't mind people you don't know following you, I suggest either joining Twitter or giving me your daily schedule.