Nessa held her arm up. She was staring at it, trying to gauge how big that was. “Dude, that’s as big as my arm. That’s like being f****d by a limb dude!” She wiggled her arm back and forth. “That's not normal.

I can't be funny if my feet don't feel right.

Man...heats up like a lightbulb: red hot in the twinkling of an eye and cold again in a flash. The female, on the other hand...heats up like an iron. Slowly, over a low heat, like tasty stew. But then, once she has heated up, there's no stopping her.

That is the great distinction between the sexes. Men see objects, women see the relationships between objects.

Whenever women catfight, men think it's going to turn to sex.

I have tried sex with both men and women. I found I liked it.