Crompsin's always been prone to bursts of eloquence. I think bourbon is involved somehow.

We could also liken this to crossing the street.

Stop. Look. Listen.

Pay attention to how your lady is reacting. If you don't know, ask.

Magpie goes absolutely wild when I nibble her earlobe (and hopefully won't get mad at me for sharing that). There's way more to a lady than what's between her legs.