Don't park your car in the sun in Arizona while you go into the coffee shop for your lunch break, and then when you get back into the car, and the scorching heat of your driver's seat sears into your lovely behind parts, don't yell, "HOT BUTT!"
Because you left your window down, and that guy who sits at that one table outside every day just heard you. And now he probably thinks you're friends or something.
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