“You took it like a champ,” he said.
“I really want to fuck you,” he said, “but I think I’m going to puke.”
“When I kiss you,” he said, “I gather up all my emotion and try to put that into the kiss.”
“Why don’t we make out for a few minutes?” she said, trying to kill time. “I don’t know how to make out,” he said.
(Courtesy of: He wasn’t kidding.)
“”Do you have any diseases…dangerous?”
“I love you,” he said. “Right…well, I’m gonna go now,” she said.
“Yep, so you’re definitely female.”
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