“Please put your penises away, gentlemen. Dinner is procured. By a woman.”

“How would our society women like to spend the morning in a slaughter-house, before they could procure their meat for the evening dinner?”

“Could you please put this--could you all put these--could you get dressed, please?"
The woman only bestowed a serene smile on me. "We are as the Goddess requires."
"The Goddess requires you to be naked on my lawn?”

“Dexter, please put your shirt on. Valkyrie’s getting distracted.”
“I’m not,” she said, then smiled at Vex. “You don’t have to put your shirt on.”

“(Man at dinner table) Bet you don't know what a male swan is called. (Woman at dinner table) Sure I do. A swine.”

“You are talking crazy-person talk. Put your words in word places please.”

“Hey farmer, farmer,
Put away that DDT now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please!”

“if they put an iron circle around your neck I will bite it away”

“If you try putting a woman on a horse when she does not want to go, she may put a knife in your ribs.”

“There is no spectacle on earth more appealing than that of a beautiful woman in the act of cooking dinner for someone she loves.”