When they figure out how to bottle up orgasms and sell them as a food additive, I'll be first in line.

Let me tell you, managing a bunch of high-maintenance white women who freak out every time their European hair dryer blows out an outlet isn't exactly a picnic.

Butt holes are like a one-way street; they were made the way they were for a reason.

I'm sorry I missed the meeting and hurt your little feely-weels okay?

She let out the breath she knew full well she’d been holding.

Fuck you.”Finn glanced her over, once, leisurely, and when his eyes returned to her flushed and angry face, he said, “You certainly did.

We don't have dealings. He just stalks me. I'm popular like that.

He was right. The annoying Disney song was right. The universe was too fucking small.

I can take care of myself,” I said hotly.“Darlin, you don't even know how to pleasure yourself.