The ladies call me Hadouken, Because I am Down right Fierce.
Honey, you're so sweet that even my liver GLUT2 transporters would be at Vmax.
How do you like your sausage in the morning... scrambled or blown?
I miss you like an ischaemic heart misses its blood supply.
I can assure you, if I were sheet music, I'd be major.
If I would've known I'd be getting this wet tonight, I would've worn my bikini.
We are programmed for each other baby!
I'm not much of a wine girl. I prefer moans.
I bet you're more cool IRL than via URL.
Are your legs made of Nutella? Because I'd love to spread them!