Let's stop delaying the inevitable. You're hot, I'm hot. Let's just f*** now.
Is this place just steamed up or is it just you?
Want to see my Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon?
Let's you and me get together and read Evidence Explained some time.
My love for you is like the A's and Daric Barton: it never dies.
Spin me round with your basal body and make sure it's turgid.
Can you tame my diamondback? Everybody else has.
Of all the butts in all the locker rooms, well, yours is way better.
This winter was particularly hard on my having to imagine what your cleavage looks like.
So am I gonna be your closer tonight, or are you putting me in middle relief?