“We were all well-off, grown-as-fuck men, but you’d be surprised by how similar we were to a group of teenage girls sometimes. “And” — Max Monroe Copy Share Image
“Sure, I wouldn’t be in range to do more than dial 911 if she slipped and hit her head and fell into the water… — Max Monroe Copy Share Image
“But how do you know?” “Because it’s our book, Cassie. Yours and mine. This is our story, and I’ll be damned if I let… — Max Monroe Copy Share Image
“We were all well-off, grown-as-fuck men, but you’d be surprised by how similar we were to a group of teenage girls sometimes. “And” — Max Monroe Copy Share Image
“I shook my head. She didn’t respond. “See, the way phone conversations work, is that you actually have to say the words out loud.”… — Max Monroe Copy Share Image
“I might as well have offered up my vagina to the Museum of Natural History. Surely, it would be shown in the fossils display.… — Max Monroe Copy Share Image
“ Fuck you very much, Leslie. You always manage to ruin everything, but you didn’t ruin this. Disclaimer: You are NOT the Leslie… — Max Monroe Copy Share Image
“Beautiful?!” I shrieked, slamming the door to my apartment behind me. The walls shook from the undeserved abuse. “For fuck’s sake, all it takes… — Max Monroe Copy Share Image
“I’d sign up to flip burgers at the nearest fast-food joint if it meant avoiding doing vaginal exams on my sister. The mere thought was worse than that disgusting horror flick called The Human Centipede. Seriously, if you’ve never seen that movie, don’t fucking see that movie. That flick is more traumatic than the blue waffle and that “Two Girls… — Max Monroe Copy Share
“The commentators are calling him Boobear?” I asked, fighting a smile. “No, I nicknamed him Boobear. He looks like a giant teddy bear. He’s… — Max Monroe Copy Share Image
“But what made a man was not the absence of mistakes, but rather, the way he handled them when he made them.” — Max Monroe Copy Share Image
