It was like he was a caveman grunting, "You woman. Me man. Let’s make babies together.
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Earth girls aren’t easy.
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Two is always better than one.
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Driving in your world seems a bit dangerous.
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You might be able to kiss like a rock star, but you’ve got to get over this macho trip. You don’t own me.
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You can’t walk around here half naked in Roman warrior costumes or every woman in a fifty-mile radius will be on you like flies on honey.
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We don’t have a Giant Aliens “R” Us or we’d be there.
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She seemed to enjoy the control and picked out some stretch blue jeans that hugged his ass tighter than a pair of kissing Proulahs. On his world, once mated, the blue crustaceans shared a shell for the rest of their life in an eternal kiss.
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She had to remember not to look at him when he smiled like that.
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It was the kind of scream that would be in a horror movie right before someone got chopped up into little bitty pieces.
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