You owe Eve an O.
Bite me.
Frost bite!
A roasted baby with an apple in its mouth.
I dont know, but it sure as hell can pick apples.
George: HIJKLMNO Teacher: Is that the formula I gave you George: Sure you said H to O!
Dude, your is hanging out
Because Adam was ribbed for Eve's pleasure
Stand back - I don't know how big it's going to get!
Happy new ears Eve!
It's Christmas, Eve.
She goes down on you and you owe her one
You owe me one cannoli.