I am thinking she is a virgin. Or at least she used to be.
With excitement like this, who is needing enemas?
Ooh. Her pants are blazing for you, Newton Crosby.
Howard Marner: What if it goes out and melts down a bus load of nuns? How would you like to write the headline on that one?
Benjamin Jabituya: Nun soup?
Hey, laser lips, your mama was a snow blower.
I have seen some strange, bizarre drivers, but you. You will be awarded a cake.
Bye-bye, goofy woman. I enjoyed repeatedly throwing you to the ground.
Wouldn’t you like to be a Pepper too?
Ben Jabituya: Newton, you know what is out there in the great outdoors? Girls. Mmmmm! With brassieres and legs - mmm. You have a working knowledge of girls?
Newton Crosby: No, but I read about 'em.
Ben Jabituya: Oh, then… maybe I can furnish you with some schematic drawings?