Man tends to shred things. Tear it apart, look at its pieces, and put it back together in a way that stills his lust. My perception cares about me. You might disgust me, but I like your left tit and the way you sneeze. Let me cut you into tiny slices, you make a good stuffing for your bosom. Now let me put some pepper on it. There you go, a sneezing titty. I like you.