Are You Telling Me Your Brain And

It Was Lorraine In Her Nightie And Mo In His Cap. They'd Just Settled Their Brains For A Long Winter's Nap In Front Of The Television. When Out In The Lot There Arose Such A Clatter, They Sprang From Their Recliners To See What Was The Matter. Away To The Window They Flew Like A Flash, Tore Open The Blinds And Threw Up The Sash. And What To Their Wondering Eyes Should Appear, But Stephanie Plum And Yet Another Of Her Cars Burning Front To Rear.

I Wasn't Dating Anyone. I Was Fornicating With Batman.

My Body Is Not Designed To Run. My Body Was Designed To Sit In An Expensive Care And Drive.

You're Such A Cupcake.

I Don't Think His Elevator Went All The Way To The Top Anymore, If You Know What I Mean