“Come on, buddy--she's pretty cute. After another beer, she'll go up to really cute.”

“You’re really cute, Midori,” I corrected myself.“What do you mean really cute?”“So cute the mountains crumble and the oceans dry up.”

“Little girls are cute and small only to adults. To one another they are not cute. They are life sized.”

“I'm cute, Mommy's cute, and Daddy's..." She tore her gaze up to meet his."Daddy's lucky," he finished for her.”

“They gave Sally this little blue butt-twitcher of a dress to wear. She really did look damn good in it, though. I have to admit it. And don't think she didn't know it. She kept walking ahead of me, so that I'd see how cute her little ass looked. It did look pretty cute, too. I hate to admit it.”

“Cute? You think he's cute? What's cute about him?...Well, yes. He's got that smile, that really bad boy smile, and a great backside.On page eighty of the relationship manual, it clearly states, you cannot look at another man's backside, especially if you think it's great.”