Commence operation “Priya Wouldn’t Wanna Be-ya.”

Bernadette: Some women don’t like to get chummy when their panties are down. Amy: You okay in there, bestie? Penny: I’m fine. Amy: The reason I ask is that many people experience bladder shyness, the inability to pass urine Penny: Yeah, I said I’m fine. Stop talking to me. Amy: She always this crabby when she urinates? Bernadette: We’re really not that close. Penny: And I certainly don’t have a problem with Leonard’s new girlfriend who wears way too much makeup. Penny: Ooh, these are cute. Of course if I buy them, I'll have to rent my womb out to a gay couple. Bernadette: I don’t know. I’m not a very good liar. They kind of whup that out of you in Catholic school. Amy: Don’t worry. I’ll teach you. I did two years of Cub Scouts before they found out I was a girl. Amy: How do you feel about concealing a recording device in the cleavage of your ample bosom? Bernadette: I don’t want anything in my ample bosom. Amy: Come on, Strawberries. Take one for the team. Sheldon: I also invented two new chess pieces. The serpent, and the old woman. Sheldon: I must say, ever since you started having regular intercourse, your mind has lost its keen edge. You should reflect on that. Leonard: Excuse me, but Einstein had a pretty busy sex life. Sheldon: Yes, and he never unified gravity with the other forces. If he hadn’t been such a hound dog, we’d all have time machines. Leonard: Got it. Bye. Amy: Did you know that women wear high heels to make the buttocks and breasts more prominent? Raj: The lonely guy and the two happy couples? I’d rather get a prostate exam from a leper who walks away with nine fingers. Priya: Oh, would you please stop feeling sorry for yourself? Raj: I have to feel sorry for myself. I’m the only one who cares. Just like I’m the only one who’ll have sex with me. Penny: Once these puppies touch the ground they’re mine, and I’ll have to wear them walking up and down Hollywood Boulevard in order to pay them off. Raj: I need a hug. Sheldon: Sorry, I have company. Raj: Nothing rhymes with orange. It's probably lonely. Sheldon: You look positively orange with loneliness. No, I don’t see that catching on at all. Sheldon: My recommendation is that you gobble these up like Tic Tacs. Bernadette: yeah, it’s hysterical. Raj: forgive me for staring, but you’re very beautiful. Sheldon: they sound delicious, but this money is earmarked for scones. Raj: She didn't even get to see my penis. Ta-da! Howard: Nice to see that the gals are getting along. Leonard: Gals? Who are you, Fred Flintstone?