Go on, run after her you milk-drinking Cassanova!

Now you listen to me:  For years I've been listening to you, and you almost put me in a strait jacket.  Your small minds are muscle bound with suspicion...that's because the only exercise you get is jumping to conclusions.

Now hold on, Mitty, I don't think...
You never think!  The only good idea you ever had was to hire me to do your thinking for you!