Samantha: Is he really that bad in bed?
Miranda: No, he's just, he's a guy. They can re-build a jet engine but when it comes to a woman, what's the big mystery? It's my clitoris, not the Sphinx.
Samantha: It's not really their fault you know, they don't come with a manual. If I had a son I'd teach him all about the vagina.
Carrie: If you had a son, we'd call Social Services.