There’s always a light at the end of the frog.

I’ve poked its belly button a bunch of times but there’s still no light in my castle. 

Do not start calling it my Peter-tingle.

Never thought I’d be insulted through political spinach.

Your cock seems sort of bland.

My shower is going to be…JUICY!

Has anyone seen a non-denominational bunny head?

It’s the tit-goo path tit-goo-thing.

Okay, so what we need is a lot of vegetables, and a lot of water, and a lot of sex. 

 Drops of Jupiter, but especially the fried chicken part. 

My uterus doesn’t care about your Gantt chart.