When mushy becomes gushy

More than twenty years ago, I got violently sick after eating a stew with Bisquick dumplings. I *still* avoid Bisquick. The turn-off is incredibly strong and lasting.

Lately, I have realized that I don't do well with flirty-mushy exchanges. I feel like once in a while is manageable...I'll blush, stammer, and appreciate the attention. However. This is definitely one of those cases when too much of a good thing is BAD. Very, VERY bad.