Izzie: My problem…is you. You’re my penis fish.
George: Your what?
Izzie: You’ve crawled in and latched on, and now I can’t move, or talk, or think, or even pee without the necking feeling that something is eating through my organs!
John:" Don't worry sir I noticed you were finshing it up 5 minutes ago and have already brewed you a new pot
Tina: "Hey Tim how's it going? I heard you just broke up with your girlfriend."
Tim: " Dont be such a penis fish I plan on staying single Tina, go be a slut somewhere else"