(Answers and questions, old NYT word game.
A: Bernoulli's principle.
Q: Who teaches math at Bernoulli High?)
Epic fragment from, well, some years ago anyway, currently semi-applicable to my state:
When you go to kiss your honeyThis is because *my* honies, all ten or fifteen of them depending how you count, *will* kiss me (or infant variation thereof ie let me wipe my face on your neck/ hair/ cheek/ boobs/ upper thigh) when their noses are uhh kinda runny. Even the best-honed immune system caves eventually, and mine has.
and your nose is kinda runny
you may think it's very funny
but it's snot
(Had forgotten the first line, which is why Google rules.)