I simply will not tolerate this! How dare you! I will not have my social misanthropic persona penetrated like a wayward Catholic school girl. You Madam take great risk in addressing a man of my station like two inebriates at last call. Best you find your place girl before someone puts you in it. The world is not all Cheeto's, and cheap beer girl. I would wager your Hope chest contains nothing more than vulgar Cd's and concert tee shirts, in all the latest wife beater styles. I am very riled now, and will expend my energies on beating my horse. Good day madame.