Sentence Twenty

Nothing made her wetter than a really nice nose.

Sentence Nineteen

"I want to fuck you"

"The feeling is quite mutual."

Sentence Eighteen

Instead of scouring the internet for porn, Jamie searched for pictures of prime crystal-covered weed.

Sentence Seventeen

The morning after. Stubble appeared, that just-got-laid glow. It was enough to make an encore.

Sentence Sixteen

She was the type of girl that equivocated crying with beating children.

Sentence Fifteen

There are some people who cry, and there are other people who cry in private.

Sentence Fourteen

His penis was frightfully small.

Sentence Thirteen

She fell asleep while eating ice-cream. She ruined her favorite sweatshirt.

Sentence Twelve

Seth's mom made sure to let him know that men who couldn't grow beards weren't men at all.

Sentence Eleven

Martie's mom was in the attic, living out of a sleeping bag and a backpack full of groceries.

Sentence ten

When she saw a blonde beard, she had to shut her mouth for fear of vomiting.

Sentence nine

There was no possible way Judith could respect a man that couldn't grow a beard.

sentence eight

She might look like a librarian, but that didn't mean she was going to act like one.

Sentence seven

She felt like she had been curb-stomped by Big Foot.

Sentence Six

Janie's boyfriend list consisted of one thing: looks like he could roll a killer blunt.