Sex is like math. You add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and hope you don't multiply.

When you run over a human, it sounds like "thud." A bunny'd sound more like "pssssh."

I never knew how sexual math could be until now. Seriously, all that "the longer it is, the slower it takes to swing up" nearly sent me a-tumblin' into an uncontrollable fit of never-ceasing laughter.