If Lloyd George’s endearments to mistress Frances Stevenson – “My darling Pussy. You might phone… on Friday if you can come. Don’t let Hankey see you” – had been made similarly public, would he have maintained his own reputation as a towering statesman?.
You have a lovely pussy!.
I’m gonna get me some pussy tonight.
I couldn't carry the burden of shame engendered by the bully-boy advertising of max-strength cold and flu remedies, the obvious subtext of which is Get to work, you pussy..