Cici’s Ebe is him, so he is certainly not of cicisbeism.

Rise and shine to leatherjackets in bed and, then, by the hand that fed, a token of love is offered to signify hope and peace and love for day’s adventures to be led.

Honey, seeing you charms me into wanting to neck and peck because no situation is sweeter than being abuzz as beebread for my baby.

Pending someday

This is my vegan snake, Eve, and if you feed her an apple, I promise you, in a manner completely devoid of any plausible desipience, that she will thank you with a kiss that leaves the object of her affection completely skinless.