For some weird reason my cat loved ear wax. Before he died I would get woken up by this horrible feeling of him jamming his tongue in my ear and I have never felt more violated.
In practice, there is only so far you can go, so much you can do, so much you can say. Nevermind practice. This isn't practice. This is a treatise by the narrator, an examination of could-have-beens, an aside from the GM. We can talk about anything. Let's talk about anything.