Look out in the night sky. You see that bright light to the right of that red one? That is a comet that is streaking toward here at 34546 miles per hour. At that rate, it will be here in about an hour. So, wanna fuck?
Hey babe, how about a pizza and a f**k? [No] What's wrong, don't you like pizza?
My other stick curves to the right.
I've got a precedent that's long and deep.
Are those Guess jeans? 'Cause guess who wants to get into 'em.
Are you a bad load of laundry? You make my pants feel two sizes too small.
Hey baby, you've got something on your butt: MY EYES.
Come back to my place and you can call me The Master.
Hey baby...I can suck the chrome off a trailer hitch?
All pointers in my memory point to your address.