I wore it once and was standing in line at Barnes and Noble talking to my wife and everyone in the nearest 50 yards was glaring at me. I had to take m...y hearing aid out to use it, and I got a little loud.I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside that gadget was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time. Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, "Re-calc-u-lating." You would think that she could be nicer. It was like she could barely. I wonder where he heard it so I ask him, "Do you know that quote from Shakespeare or Star Trek?"Ben smiles at me and answers, "Both of course: Marc Anthony uttered it in Shakespeare's play Julius Caesar, act three - scene one to encourage revenge on the assassins of Caesar when he said:Cry 'Havoc, ' and let slip the dogs of war;That this foul deed shall smell above the earthWith carrion men, groaning for burial."I can tell he's not finished so I wait and he continues, "And it was used in Star. She riding my tent hard too and I'm just taking it all in. She eventually asks me if I have condoms I said no, to which she says we have some in the bedroom. If she hadn't been drinking she would have noticed I went ghost pale. I just thought to myself we're fucked, that's it shes gonna see this black dude most likely butt naked in her room and flip the fuck out. My heart was pounding out of my chest the closer we got to the door. She opened the door and I couldn't breath, I walked in and. "Aaaaah!" I squealed, "Oooh fuck yes!! I'm going to cum for you!" "Mmm, good girl!" he breathed, his fist a stuttering, pixelated blur. "Close now," my breath was ragged as I pushed the switch again, ramping up the power to full. I began to feel dizzy and welcome pulses started to radiate from between my legs, through my whole body. I was close, very fucking close. My eyes started to glaze over as my body began to welcome its building climax and struggling to focus, I glanced at the screen once.