I am an ole fart now, but when I was a ripping and roaring young pup, I went to visit my folks after paying the ransom my first ex-wife wanted for splitting the sheets and releasing me from prison.
A girl I had gone to school with heard I was in town, came by swishing her behind and batting her eyes at me.
My dad whispered to me:
“Be careful boy!
She has one of those Man Traps!”
“Men rush in where angels fear to tread!”
The ole Dog!