"While you're at it, what are those gloves for? My internal organs are clean, trust me."

“I feel like it came out of nowhere,” admitted the sniffly professor, chomping down spoonfuls of Häagen-Dazs between words.

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“What? Oh, this old thing? Been in my family for years,” he said on one date, picking up the book while strategically hiding the price tag.

"This is really gonna help me repent," said the student who wasn't planning to re-watch the series until May, anyways.

“It was too much teeth,” complained her professor. “Nobody’s passing my class with those oral skills.”