My love for you is like the A's and Daric Barton: it never dies.
Of all the butts in all the locker rooms, well, yours is way better.
So am I gonna be your closer tonight, or are you putting me in middle relief?
Choosing her over you was like choosing Josh Hamilton over Torii Hunter. I regret it every moment of my life.
Is that my golf sack in your jeans since I simply completed a lengthy drive and I'd like to put my wood in it?
There's also a bag called my pussy and he can put his clubs in there.
You can be my Henrietta and I will be your Guiseppe.
I will love you until I forget who you are.
My love for you burns like a dying phoenix.
I'm a lion: Meow.