However, if this were to occur —say next to a humid seacoast— there would probably be an associated hum in my head, with this little voice saying "Kiss your a** goodbye", or "Adios, Mustache", or I'd be bidding my stomach adieus or some such. Then, my not being around would tick off my cat; housemaids would have to come in to clean up the place – what a mess!
Welcome back to the class! I haven’t seen you in a while. How’s life treating you?