If ignorance is bliss, why aren't I having an orgasm?
The Bed and Breakfast Man is a song by Madness, a late 70's early 80's band of which I am particularly fond. I got the nickname years ago for the obvious reason that I tended to crash on a lot of peoples couches after late night drinking sessions, and stay for breakfast.
Johnny the horse is another Madness song I like and I use it as my post name for no other reason than that.
I love the look when a woman registers that delicious shock of rage over something you said, but has trouble suppressing a smile cause she knows you will make up for it so very soon.