“In her bottled up is a woman peppery as curry,a yam of a woman of butter and brass,”
“Hey! Shouts Camel. There ain't no woman in the world worth two bottles of whiskey!”
“If someone figured out a way to bottle woman-been-wronged, they’d make a fortune.”
“But now and then, a woman walks up, full blossom, a woman just bursting out of her dress…a sex creature, a curse, the end of it all.”
“Together we agree that there are few tableaus more pathetic than a woman poring over a plethora of self-help books, while in a small café across town her husband is sharing a bottle of Pouilly-Fuissé and fettucini Alfredo with a beautiful woman, fondling her fishnet knee and making careful plans to escape his life.”
“For God's sake, woman, I'm not going to dive into the shelves and rip the caps off the bottles. Are you okay?”