Iliza Shlesingerâs: Freezing Hot sentence starters
âI have what Iâm hoping is altitude sickness and not some weird form of meningitis.â
âThought itâd be colder. I really did.â
âOh my god, it is so hot.â
âI like it when itâs hot, but not too hot. But I also like it when itâs cold. But not too cold, because then itâs like, brrr.â
âWill you just, pause Halo for like, two seconds please?â
âShould I just do like, four scarves and no pants?â
âThe female body is capable of carrying another human being inside it for nine months, but apparently, a lightweight jacket stuffed with feathers is where we draw the line.â
âYouâre willing to brave that icy walk for the glory of not having to carry a jacket.â
âI have lost many a hot Amber to that walk.â
âOrder a lemondrop and toast to my memory.â
âMaybe they got a tracking device in their junk.â
âYouâre cold. Time to go home. Time to hibernate. Time to watch a show on TLC about a six-hundred pound woman eating herself to death.â
âDonât let your date get cold. If youâll notice, the body language for âIâm coldâ, and, âIâm fucking pissed at youâ, is the same body language.â
âEverythingâs a contradiction, wrapped in a bow.â
âIâm gonna wear tight pants, but donât you dare look at my butt.â
âIâm so cold, Iâm like, sweating. I donât know. Itâs freezing hot in here.â
âIâve been planning this fall since July. Of like, two years ago.â
âFuck yeah. Cinnamon. Nutmeg. Cloves. Pumpkin everything!â
âLetâs go. Weâre doing fall shit. Weâre going apple picking.â
âFine, Iâm gonna go to the grocery store and throw apples at children.â
âEvery year, the leaves change color and we lose our shit.â
âThe leaves arenât brown, theyâre fucking dead! Theyâre dead and youâre doing crafts with their corpses you sicko!â
âDid you just eat a leaf?â
âIf and when I get married, Iâm getting married the day after Valentineâs Day, and my wedding theme is going to be 75% off chocolate.â
âIâve seen your porn. I love you anyway.â
âYou canât admit youâre hungry, thatâs admitting weakness.â
âHi, weâre in a rush, because weâre entitled.â
âWhat text is coming in so fast you gotta hold your hand over your phone, OK Corral-style?â
âI couldnât dress like a nineteen-year-old lesbian Hot Topic manager.â
âThat is a cow pattern, straight up. Itâs got the black splotches. Iâm gonna look like a model for Gateway printers, Iâm not wearing that.â
âWe donât gotta go to no fancy restaurant, I brought a hot plate.â
âI donât need a can opener, I got this shit.â
âHe has really nice eyes. I wonder what they look like in a jar.â
âYou need to RAAAAAAAGE!â
âGo to the door guy. Ask him if he has drugs. Do not specify. See what he comes up with.â
âJump up on that table. Start dancing. There is no music. I will provide the music. La lalala la lala laaaaaa.â
âRun into that CVS. Find the dairy isle. Grab some whipped cream. Do some whippins. It might kill you. Itâs fucking worth it.â
âGo outside. Take a picture. Put it on Instagram. Take it down ten minutes later because, oops! We can see your nipple.â
âA relationship? No, I just wanna fuck in perpetuity until you tire of me.â
âIt was sexual rejection, in like, the weirdest form.â
âI donât even know how I got in my house. I just ended up there.â
âI stood by open French windows for ten minutes waiting for bluebirds to come and undress me.â
âWhy are there holes in your clothes? Because tears corrode.â
âHey, had a great time tonight. I wouldâve loved to kiss you, but I have to be up early.â
âI donât even know how to answer that like a human.â
âTonight, we strike.â
âYou put time and effort into dating me, and I will return that time and effort, plus interest, in the breakup.â
âYou canât get wool wet, youâll smell like a dirty sheep and no one is going to miss you.â
âYou donât even watch Breaking Bad, how are we supposed to be together?â
âYou have the power to create conflict where there formerly was none. Weâre talking out of thin fucking air.â