Because that leads to comparisons. I'm afraid I could hear things like: "yes, you are okay but that other guy used to scratch my bellybutton from the inside", etc.
On the other hand, one of my girlfriends used to say: you are what you eat that's why you are the only one I call "
My Cun#y Dracula". She claimed one night I lost my sense of smell and ate her "steak" very rare.

I always denied it, but I have to admit that in the morning my lips were a little sticky.
