Now I feel like there could be a market for this.
Proposed Commercial:
"Hey Baby," he said, leering. "Are you an angel? Because heaven is...missing an, uhm...nice pair of cans."
*woman glares at him angrily then violently explodes, sending viscera flying everywhere*
"Ah," he says, sighing, his face now covered in blood. "Another woman who'd rather detonate her own Intrauterine Explosive Device than sleep with me."
*closes with a star wipe & a bromide-laden jingle*