You gotta lock that down!
Ann’s got a great deal of mass.
Babysit me!
The mere fact that you’re laughing about marriage means that you’re not ready, okay?
Take me to your secular world.
Well, this was before he saw you pounding that sweet piece of Veal.
“...to love and honor your spirit and flesh. First, the flesh. I will caress and tweak. I will nibble and bite. I will blow alternatingly hot and cool...”