No amount of bleach will help me get those mental images out of my head.
You make me wish I knew how to play an instrument just so I could write you cheesy love songs.
You would never know I'm secretly plotting the demise of my enemies.
Oh, dear. Now where did I leave my panties last night?
Blackmail is the easiest way to move up in your career.
This graph demonstrates how my self-esteem is directly related to how many "likes" I receive.
I base my self-worth on how many "likes" I receive.
There are some things that cannot be unseen.
Pssst! I'm not wearing any panties.
Pssst! I'm not wearing my chemise, my drawers, nor my petticoat.
Son, I'm glad you'll be able to afford a nice retirement home for me.
I wish I could find the right words to tell you how much I truly hate you.
Happy Birthday! May you outlive your enemies.
I don't care what she says. Always remember to wrap it up.
I'm going to keep repeating my joke until I get the desired reaction. Now laugh.
All those ideas that seem really cool when you're drunk? They're not.
