B.W.A.C.C.A. - B. W. A. C. C. A. is the feeling you get when you're so hung

B. W. A. C. C. A. is the feeling you get when you're so hungry for a good lay that you’d eat your own brother just to get it.

I bit my brother’s arm because he wouldn’t stop talking.

I asked my dog if he wanted to go on a date. He just walked away.

I tried to call my crush, but it just went to voicemail.