I tend not to think with my cock nowadays. I would like to think that thisn is down to maturity,but suepct it is more likely having a few regulars to choose from with Plan B readily available.
I have long since had some classic moments when I found myself on the piss - smelling stairs of a dodgy council tower block in the gloom, hoping I wouldn't get mugged on the way to giving my hard earned to Shreks granny in a flat with no carpets / curtains /possibly not even a bed, to be reassured by "dick brain" that it wil be OK... we can do this...
One rare occasion I managed to overrule dick brain was when I approached the establishment to realise it was actually next door to my wife's best friend - that was never going to happen