I'm sure the new abomination will grow on you
Like a wart on my dick.
That reminds me, I was at my team's game last Saturday. It might surprise some of you to discover how very popular I am among that crowd. I am forever greeting and chatting with a steady stream of people that pass by to say hello or who possibly have small requests of one kind or another - current players who are out with cards or injuries, former players, fans, team staff, assorted hangers on... Anyway, I spotted Alfin, the guy out with the clap. I sort of averted my gaze because I didn't want to be gladhanding that dude for obvious reasons. Sadly, as I was walking out after the game I was side by side with the club's manager who passed Alfin and apparently has no qualms in that area. So I had to shake his hand, too. I'm getting better! he assured me. Great! I said. I then sprinted out to the car like Alonso Edward out of the blocks and I smeared massive quantities of hand gel over every exposed area.
I'll let everyone know how it goes but so far so good.