No flair tonight, I'm too fearful.
I'm trying to reinvent myself as a studious, serious type ( chicks are mad for those guys these days), Invert is a stud in a top hat, should have seen him at the Trekkie swap monthly swap meet ( meeting, that's actually grammatically correct you know) he was pulling middle aged, sexually repressed librarian Ma'ams out of his upturned tall hat and running his fingers through their musty pages , ripping off their dust-jackets and leaving caustic critiques on their endpapers. the guy is a legend. He actually picks up on Sci, young hotties like Visceral Instinct have no resolve when his sly, lascivious "moderation" is thrust upon their vulnerable innocence.
I'm just standing slack-jawed in awe. A master at work, I'm sure he's made his intentions clear for your sweet arse.
p.s If he offers to saw you in two, this is code for split you in two.
Forewarned is 'fore sawed ( something like that)