What the heck; if we can’t have a little fun now and again...
If you don’t say I’m ugly, I won’t say your mother wears combat boots.
Though when I was in college in 1970 the guy in the room next to me had a girlfriend who wore ripped hose and combat boots with shorts. She was very vocal when doing the nasty and between the bed banging the wall and her passionate “love sounds” I had a some nights with insufficient sleep.
When that year was over, I swore I’d never live in a dorm again.