Well, now that's a lie, Ah do quite th' numba', but

Seriously, Ah can't stand the "leme profess mah love then smooch ya" thang. Ive been in the arms of colts and mares and aint once kissed somepony after professin' mah love. Tis usually that awkward period of adaptin from bein' friends to being an item, filled with awkward stares and silences, and especially learnin' all those things bout one anutha that you wouldn't of learned as friends.