I make love like a backseat, not on a backseat. I’m both in motion, yet stationary. I would encourage you to encourage your mom to buckle up.
The backseat produced the sexual revolution.
Thoughtful financial planning can easily take a backseat to daily life.
A drunk driver is very dangerous. So is a drunk backseat driver if he's persuasive.
The mind does different things in performance, and conscious thought sometimes takes a backseat.
I am like the little rock n' roll backseat driver.
Look, if you're driving down the highway at 120 miles an hour, I'd rather be behind the wheel than in the backseat.
Grandfather: [in Ukrainian] [to Jonathan] Grandfather: Get in the car. The bitch and the Jew will share the backseat.
We all have the temptation to be backseat drivers when it comes to decisions that don't work out the way we want.
I want to speak to the dream in your heart. That dream that has taken a backseat as you have strived to live up to something different.
There is an empty space next to you in the backseat of the station wagon. Make it the shape of everything you need. Now say hello.
Losing it in the backseat with a can of beer and a blunt, virginity is of no value. I never celebrated my time before chocolate either.
My parents had a difficult divorce. My dad had to take a backseat for a few years, and my grandfather came in. He was also my inspiration for becoming an actor. I really respected him.
On the movie side of things, the difficulties come with so few movies being made, and when they are, it seems that it's a marketing game. Story sometimes takes a backseat to that one grand marketing idea.
Yes, some mistakes leave their mark, like the infidelity stains in the backseat. But in time they do fade.
In New York there is always something to look at, but it is all infinitely more interesting through a window in the backseat of a limousine.
I would have sex in the backseat of my car, but from back there, how would I be able to hit the brakes? Or steer the vehicle?
I always get whiplash when I have sex in the backseat. Boy, I sure wish Grandmother would learn how to drive.
Maybe in death you’ll understand that love, and all other needs take a backseat when the one thing you want, stands against all that you swear to protect.
I would have told them that he lived a life lacking in purpose or direction. Like those aimless rides I took him on. A life lived from the backseat, observed as it blurred by. An indifferent life.
Personal growth was damn hard work. It also took a lot of time, so it was going to have to take a backseat for a while. Because right now, he had a battle to fight and Vampyre ass to kick.
