Hey boy, I hear you're of good fame and character. Just disclothes, and I'll admit you.
I hope you don't object to this leading question, boy, but you want me, don't you?
Hey baby, let's go on a frolic of our own. I promise I won't be negligent with your heart.
I'd have to plead insanity if I ever left you.
When I think of you, I become fully vested.
Is your estate subject to open?
I think I'd be liable for negligence if I neglected to come over and talk to you.
How about coming back to my place for a little actus reus?
'Res ipsa loquitur', honey. Your hot body speaks for itself!