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| ...Before we start babe, can you whisper sweet nothings into my ear? | |
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| What's that? Eat muffins in your rear? Far out! Then you can poo on my chest, and rub your boobs in it! | |
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| Why does it always have to be some sick fetish with you? Why don't you take your drawer full of sex toys and shove 'em right ... up ... my ... | |
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