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Over a decade ago (has it been so long, my dearest friends), I believed that you were a fan of Diesel brand clothing, and only later became clued into the fact that it was your favorite huff.
I can’t answer your second part, as I’ve never experienced that problem. For some reason, despite the fact that I look like a pale bloated troglodyte, the finest example of human fauna sees fit to lay next to me. I’m an idiot, have no penis to speak of, a wafting stench, and skin sores that cover my entire body. How could this be, that a rather attractive, yet slovenly drunkard such as yourself, couldn’t find one (or three) willing to take your seed upon her belly??????
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