because we all know that Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder
Which reminds me of the one about the man who, one day, found that every time he broke wind, it sounded like 'Honda'. So he goes to see his doctor.
Long, rambling shaggy-dog section omitted which involves him seeing an endless series of increasingly eminent specialists all of whom declare themselves baffled.
Eventually he ends up in Japan (appropriately) with an appointment to see the top proctologist in Tokyo. The famous professor invites the man to relate his story, regards him impassively for a moment and then says, 'You have an abscess near your anus.'
'But that can't be,' protests the man. 'I've seen all these other specialists who all examined me. You haven't even examined me yet.'
'Nevertheless, you have an abscess. It will be very small, which is why the others missed it, but it is there.'
'How do you know'
'We have an ancient saying: "Abscess makes the fart go Honda." '