“Oh, gross. Your stomach is full of butterfly barf!”
“Aren't you hungry?" he asked, distracted."No." I didn't feel like mentioning that my stomach was already full - of butterflies.”
“Butterflies in your stomach. That was such a crappy metaphor. More like killer bees.”
“It's all right to have butterflies in your stomach. Just get them to fly in formation”
“Oh, hi, Ben," I tried to sound casual, but my head started pounding, my palms started sweating, and the butterflies were doing Zumba in my stomach.”
“I think I’m going to barf a hairball.” – Sasha“You can’t. You’re canine.” – Sundown“Tell that to the hairball in my stomach.” – Sasha”