Quotes About Butt

As the French say, who doesn't like getting their butt sucked?

The pinup girl, Betty Grable, sprayed her bare butt and breasts with hairspray until they were wet. That way the top and bottom of her swimsuit stayed glued where she wanted. Hairspray inside your high heels works the same way.

As the French would say: Who doesn't like getting their butt sucked?

Together they read the message. COVER YOUR BUTT. BERNARD IS WATCHING. —GOD Bernard went red with anger. "Who did this!" he shouted. "God," said Shen.

There is no arguing with Johnson, for if his pistol misses fire, he knocks you down with the butt end of

That's how hospitals get you. You go in to visit and before you know it they got a camera stuck up your butt and they're looking' to find poloponies.

Neferet fell smack on her butt.

So Lucille pressed the button, and a panel slid open in the wall, and the transporter came through, and sure enough here was the bare butt of the client waiting to be whipped. For reasons best known to himself he had kept his shoes and socks on, so he was wearing well-polished black loafers and black silk socks.

Cassie perched on an oversize recliner, her butt barely on the cushion. If she'd scooted back, her feet wouldn't have reached the floor. One of the pitfalls of being short.

In the morning always in the morning the moment comes when you are shuffling, sleep-slowed down the dawn-dim hallway shuffling in your nightdress it comes so sudden so cold so suddenly cold when it comes the dog nose in your butt.

I'd rather kiss Derek's padded butt than leave the ice right now with everyone thinking it's too rough out here for a seventh-grade girl.

Excuses are like butt holes everyone has 'em and they all stink.

The one bad thing about the duster," she mused. "I could never see your butt." "I never noticed." "If you went around noticing your own ass I'd worry about you, Harry.

Puck was a genuine pain in the butt, but he had powers and those powers made him useful.

There is no arguing with Johnson: for if his pistol misses fire, he knocks you down with the butt end of it.

Rocher was on the floor, crawling on her stomach toward Jate's feet. "I love you...," she kept repeating, in a demonic whisper. "I have to show you... my butt.