Did you know that my pogo stick has a Lexus engine and a Rolls Royce gearbox? 

.... the only thing is I gotta hang on for dear life in 5th gear.

Yeah, it's oozing out all over the place.   My only worry, with brittle bones n' all, is slipping over in a puddle of it. 

Why, haven't you ever had a girl slap you on the arse and say: "You're in love!!!"?

Between your slippin and sliding you'll need a lawyer but, I wouldn't use Uvah's Lexus Laptop to find one if I were you.

And it takes all kinds, slap and tickle luv, ain't life grand? 

Why do you think Uvah's Lexus Laptop would put me in touch with a lawyer who'd charge me waaaaaay too much because he doubles as a banker in his spare time?

And wouldn't life be grander if we could slap a politician and tickle a dream date's fancy? 

I'll take a lawyer or doctor for a fancy date anytime.

And don't you have to be sleeping for a dream date anyway?

And if you took a doctor or lawyer on a dream date, would you tickle his fancy under the table in the restaurant or would you wait until the back seat of his limo?

Why, aren't I supposed to fantasise with my eyes wide open?

I can feel him with the wink of an eye. Know what I mean?

So what you're saying, then, is that you like to tickle his fancy with your long eyelashes?

The curly ones that flap when the wind blows and lets you take off for parts unknown?

It's high energy electric.

Sparks flying in one's direction is exhilaration personified? 

And would those sparks tickle one's fancy a little, or a lot?

Or is it Spring Fever?

Depends on what springs to life when the sparks fly, wouldn't it?

Or even what pops up when sitting on one's lap?

Are you suggesting that I keep my pogo stick in my pocket?

Did you know the brain is your biggest sxxx organ?

Ah, but how do you know that I haven't got a larger package elsewhere... even if my pogo stick has shrunk a little?

OOoooh, well now you did bring out the curious girl in me.    And I don't know that, for sure.  

But then you don't know if I'm tighter than a bug in a rug, do you? 

Then that begs the inevitable question of ...............

Do you go squish in a hurry?

HA! Bet you thought I wuz gonna ask the other question, huh?

Are you asking starkers?

Didn't you ask him first?

No. You asked him first. Something squishy?

Isn't squishy is as squishy does?

Squishy the squid swims by the seashore. But not in Jersey,right?

You know where curiosity go the cat, don't you?   Stuck up a tree with amorous Pepe Le Pew.

Is that with money or because you wear skin-tight designer jeans?

Nope, didn't you know that something squishy is actually something squelchy that comes up between your toes after standing on it?

Because in Jersey he'd end up as calamari???/

That's artificial baby! I'm talking the real deal. Comprendo?

 Calamari, MMmmm, sounds good.

Do you know anyone who doesn't love seafood?  {halibut }