“My body is a carnivorous flower, a poisonous houseplant, a loaded gun with a million triggers and he's more than ready to fire.”
“Are you ready for my love gun?” he says.Uh-oh. “What’s a love gun? Is that a sex toy?”“No,” he says. “I’m talking about my penis.”“Oh,” I say. “Then yes. Fire away”
“The purest surrealist act is walking into a crowd with a loaded gun and firing into it randomly”
“I'd rather be poor to my bones than be rich with your money, that is like a trigger, ready to be pulled in my face.”
“You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun”
“The sky, at sunset, looked like a carnivorous flower.”