“She’s calling our house. What ten-year-old girl needs to call a boy’s house? A slutty ten-year-old girl, that’s who. She’s got her sights on our son, and before we know it, she’s going to be giving him blow jobs on… — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
“Really? Because I recall you asking the Elvis impersonator at your Vegas wedding if he could add a line to Jenny’s vows that said, ‘I promise to always give blow jobs with a smile on my face and love… — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
“Are you really going back there with me?" I ask. "Hell yes I am. Your wish is finally coming true. I will see your vagina. Plus, I really want to see the look on that woman's face when she gets a peek at your plethora of pubes. Your copious curls, your abundant bush, the wild mane that if it sees… — Tara Sivec Copy Share
“No one likes an ugly crier. It's uncomfortable for all parties involved.” — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
“I just wanted to hear him speak again. His voice made me want to take my pants off.” — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
“It’s totally fine,” I explained to Liz as she paced back and forth behind the couch. “She’s totally housebroken. She’ll go to the door… — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
“Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do, watcha gonna do when they cut your wiener,” Gavin sang as he pointed his gun at random… — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
“If I keep sampling the goods like this my ass is going to grow another cheek to make room for all the fat.” — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
“He picks up one of the tests and pretends like he's Harry Potter, aiming the test at random objects around the small bathroom yelling,… — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
“It's going down, and it's going down right the fuck now. I don’t care if there is a room full of witnesses” — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
“Dude, he put ass cream on his face. You do know I’m going to have to start calling your son Ass Face now, right?”… — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
“I'm going to put corn and hot sauce on your wiener, and then I'll hit you in the face with it. Hit you in… — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
“I have a dream. And in this dream I’m under the covers in bed, just a few scant inches away from Carter’s body. I stare at his prone form lying next to me, the greenish-blue glow from the alarm clock on the bedside table providing just enough illumination for me to see the shallow rise and fall of his chest.… — Tara Sivec Copy Share
“Everett was wrong when he said nothing will change between us. This moment, right here…it changes everything . And it’s about damn time.” — Tara Sivec Copy Share Image
