If you were a vegetable you'd be a cute-cumber.
I'm lower brass, and as you know, we get down like nobody's business.
How do I tell my dog he was adopted?
Kiss me if I'm wrong, but isn't your name Bethesda?
That outfit would look great...in a crumpled heap next to my bed.
I don't need to look at more data. What I'm feeling with you is already statistically significant.
Let's not complicate our relationship by trying to communicate with each other.
Do you have a Band-Aid? Because I just scraped my knee falling for you.
The FBI wants to steal my p****. Can I hide it inside your thing?
Want to spend the night at my house tonight? The couch may not pull out, but I do.