Thought I'd share a story from my younger days...When I was sowing some wild oats..

I took this nice Lady out to dinner for the first time. Later we went on to a show. The evening was a huge success and as I drop her at her door I said 'I have had a lovely time. You looked so beautiful, you remind me of a beautiful rambling rose. May I call on you tomorrow?'
She agrees and a date is made. The next night I knock on her door and when she opens it she slaps me hard across the face. Obviously I'm stunned.

'What was that for?' I asked.
She said 'I looked up rambling rose in the encyclopedia last night and it said 'Not well suited to bedding but is excellent for r**ting up against a garden wall'

I never used that turn of phrase again...
