“Chicks before dicks, and all that.”

“I can't bail out on Cary," I said apologetically, turning to face him. "Chicks before dicks and all that.”

“ou know chicks before dicks. Never choose a guy over a friend. It's one of the most important rules of feminism.”

“if a chick can't dance, she can't ride dick, simple as that ...”

“What the hell is it about brooding guys that’s attractive to women, anyway? I’ve become one since Dori’s call three weeks ago, and it’s made me more of a chick magnet. I shouldn’t be surprised—being a dick never hurt my appeal before.”

“Every time I jerked off over the past few days, I thought about you. Forget the chicks—I’m going with the dicks. Well,” he made a face, “one dick, I mean. My own private dick. Start off slow, you know, and then build up to the orgies.”Rhodes brought his lips down onto Wash’s smiling mouth. “My dick,” Rhodes growled against the curve of Wash’s lips. “And my dick only. Remember that.”