As much as I think about sex, I can only with extreme difficulty conceive of myself actually performing the act. And here's another thing I wonder about. How could you ever look a girl in the eye after you've had your winkie up her wendell? I mean, doesn't that render normal social conversation impossible? Apparently not. C.D. Payne
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In this quote, Woody Allen is saying that he can't imagine himself having sex with a girl. He believes that the idea of having sex with a girl is something that is impossible to think about, but he also believes that the act itself is something that is not impossible to consider. In fact, he has even given thought to it. For him, this idea of having sex with a girl is something that might happen in the future.

Source: Youth In Revolt: The Journals Of Nick Twisp

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