Sir Quotes

“I’m not going to deny that I want to fuck you. I can’t promise a future or that I’ll be some sniveling boyfriend who pines away after you once I go back to L.A. But I will say that I have plans for you if you say yes.

“I can promise you that I’m going to take you to new heights that you’ve never imagined. That I’ll make you feel pleasure so intense that you forget your name. I’ll fuck you so good, for so long that the only thing you’ll crave is my hands on your skin, my cock deep in your pussy.

“If you let me, Tori, I’ll open up a whole new world to you. I’ll make you fly.”
― D.L. Hess, Sir

“You are mistaken; he is not a gentleman but a sir. Just a sir. For a gentleman is grander and a rare acquaintance.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons: Quotes, Poetry, & a Few Short Stories for Every Day of the Year

“For a moment, there was silnece, and then at Brooke's nod, the rest of the Squad, minus me, chimed in. "Yes, sir."
I said nothing. For one thing, I wasn't exactly keen on speaking in unison, and for another, I wasn't about to make any promises I couldn't keep.
"Toby."
I jumped in my seat. The Voice actually knew my name. And somehow, he had the freaky ability to ascertain that of all of us, I was the one who hadn't responded.
"Do you understand?"
I contemplated telling him what I didn't understand was his familial relationshiops, but stayed momentarily silent, causing everyone within a three-foot radius to kick me under the table at once.
"Ow!" I cleared my throat. "I mean, yes." I didn't throw the sir on the end, but apparently, that was good enough for the Voice.
"Excellent. Report in tonight, and we'll have more information for you all tomorrow. And girl?"
"Yes?"
"Congratulations on the homecoming nominations. We're all very proud.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, Killer Spirit

“See the healer, Sage. We have a big week ahead of us, and I can’t afford you falling dead on me.”

“I don’t think anyone’s ever died from a bruise on the ass, sir”
― Hannah Nicole Maehrer, Assistant to the Villain

“I have carried that ring every moment of the last twelve years. I bought it the day after I first saw you at the ball. The ruby reminded me of the rose gleaming in your black hair."
~Lord Malcom Ashford”
― Celeste Bradley, A Courtesan's Guide to Getting Your Man

“Halo is like life and death. Go for life and win. You go for death you wouldn't bbe reading this.”
― HALO SIR

“If you are 18+ you need to call people Sir, not Uncle, you moron!”
― Nitya Prakash

“Thy shall so thy do. Thy then did.”
― sir john lennon

“This isn't a drill, sir!"
"What d'you mean this isn't a drill?" It couldn't be! It wasn't possible. Things like that only happen in blockbuster sci-fi movies, not in real life!
"It's not a drill, sir! This is the real thing! You'd better get up here right away sir! Sir? Sir!"
But Commander Ortez was already on his way -- and he was running.
When he eventually made his theatrical entrance on the bridge, nothing had happened yet. He wheezed.
"Well?" He appealed, ready for anything. After that, this had better not be a drill. Or else.”
― Christina Engela, Space Sucks!

“Ex ‘Fleet man?”
“He was a full Commander, last I heard, sir.”
“Interesting.” Falconer commented. “Get me his specs. If I have to take him aboard my ship, I want to know all about him.”
She swallowed. “Yes sir.”
Falconer returned his attention to Nordyke.
“What’s their location?”
“They’re about a week outside the Hermes system, Captain.”
“Helm, set a course – best possible speed!”
“Um – sir, we’re on conversion drive at the moment.” The helmsman reported.
“I know, Linson – d’you think I’m senile?”
“No, sir – I…” The young helmsman stammered.
“I did say ‘best possible speed’, didn’t I?”
“Yes, sir.”
― Christina Engela, Blachart

“If you are able to write,

you ``don`t need`` to Muse!”
― Ruzgar

“An idea was forming in his mind. It was only rudimentary, but in the circumstances, it could be called a plan. He loathed the alien for attacking them, without any provocation. He hated the way it was smashing up his ship – and all of them – with hardly any effort or regard for life at all.
“How’s that message coming?”
“Umm – they must be jamming us, sir – I can’t get through.”
― Christina Engela, Space Sucks!

“Damage report, sir?” Skotchdopole asked, climbing off his console into his seat.
“To hell with that!” he roared, this was no accidental side-effect of arriving – it was clear they were under attack by hostile aliens. “Fire! Shoot the crap outta them!”
― Christina Engela

“I look around, hoping I can postpone the indignity of stuttering like a lunatic in front of the sexiest man alive – according to People magazine, twice – while giving him crazy eyes. Of course, everyone looks like they’re taken care of. Except for Mr. Sexypants, major Hollywood actor, Nathanial Stone, Sir.”
― D.L. Hess, Sir

“Lt. Denice Barnum at the helm gave a sigh, then replaced her nail file on the control panel, beside her spray bottle of nail varnish and "like steel" hardener.

"Sir?"
"What's wrong with this picture?" he said, pointing at his plate. The youth looked. He looked at Marnetti.
"Nothing, sir...looks normal to me, sir."
"Look again." He looked harder. He squinted.
"Sir?"
Marnetti sighed. "This is stewed Kwarracks, isn't it, son?"
“Yessir." The lad nodded.
"Well, as far as I know, Kwarracks is supposed to be dead when you eat it, not so?"
"Yessir." He agreed.
"This one's still waving its tentacles.”
― Christina Engela, Space Sucks!

“Zapravo, nije potrebno putovati u inozemstvo, dovoljno je nabaviti i pokloniti neki od naših narodnih, posebnih, i danas već dragocjenih i rijetkih sireva, recimo, kolut izvornog paškoga sira. A propos: majskome paškom siru pripisuju se izuzetna [afrodizijačka] svojstva, što pjesnik Boris Palčić Caskin, iz Novalje, ovako rezimira: Žena će susjedi: “Sestro moja, sir u kući — živi pakal!”
― Igor Mandić, Bračna kuhinja

“A man who could afford fifty dollars had a pair of boots that'd still be keeping his feet dry in ten years' time, while the poor man who could only afford cheap boots would have spent a hundred dollars on boots in the same time and would still have wet feet.”
― Terry Pratchett