Oh, I can never get enough. Which, incidentally, is what your sister said when--
Nothing less than 7 inches.
I can't stand innuendo. If I see one in a script I whip it out immediately.
I've always been very averse to innuendo, especially sexual. I find it cowardly or something.
Of course, you’d warm up faster if you took your clothes off.
Why so much innuendo, draped like ivy to hide a cesspool, when everyone knew the cesspool was there?
A bizarre sensation pervades a relationship of pretense. No truth seems true.