I am just thinking of all those stories my wife tells me about her dementia patients who announce that they want to marry her.
Once as a cashier, I was told that I was "sexy as hell" by an older woman soooo stoned she was wall-eyed, practically laying on the counter.
Compliment? Seriously? That's just creepy.
You're as handsome as a fish which is handsome and gets all the fish-ladies.
One might call it weird even
LETS GET WEIRD