Sure.
Why not? Fanny Hill said it best: I had now totally taken in love's true arrow from the
point up to the feather, in that part, the frog, where making now new
wound, the lips of the original one of nature, which had
owed its first breathing to this dear instrument, clung, as
if sensible of gratitude, in eager suction round it, whilst
all its inwards embrac'd it tenderly with a warmth of gust,
a compressive energy, that gave it, in its way, the hearti-
est welcome in nature.
Post you some?
Uh, wouldn't do that if I were you, MB.
Whatever merits they have are supposed to depend on their freshness.
(Come to think of it ... just like a ....)
