“Learn some manners or I'll email the whole high school about how small your dick is - because we both know that I'm aware of exactly how small it is.""Whore," he muttered, shooting Chloe a filthy glare over his shoulder."Ha. You might have better luck with a whore, actually. Me You couldn't pay me to bang you again. Dick's too minuscule to keep a lady satisfied.”

“I'm not some whore you can buy with a pan of yummy baked goods, woman. How dare you insult me?”

“Noel chuckles. “I don’t remember you being this fun back in high school.”“Yeah, well, I don’t remember you being this much of a dick.” I duck behind the menu and bit the inside of my cheek and curse myself for talking to him this way. I’m going to lose this job before dinner is even over. He clears his throat. “You know, Lane. If you keep talking to me like that, I might have to show you just how nice I can be.”

“There aren’t any cobwebs on my dick. Besides, just because I don’t stick it in every woman who walks by, doesn’t mean I don’t use it. I’m selective, where as you…you’re just a man whore.“I am not a whore! Just because I happen to love women, and they love me back – doesn’t make me a whore.” “Maybe it’s your dusty penis that scares women away.”

“Damn Jeremy, you need to work on your vocabulary. So many good names to call me and the best you could come up with is bitch? Give me the salamander before you hurt yourself.""Suck my dick...whore!”

“So what were your favorite subjects in school?""School?" He leaned back in his chair as though he needed the extra space to think about it. "Probably math. It always made sense. Unlike English, economics, and girls.""And exactly how do you plan on taking over the free world if you don't understand economics?""I'll hire advisers. I'll hire you, in fact.""Okay. Let me know when your army of junior high zombies is ready.”