When you stop looking around for what bit you in the ass, it's subtlty. Subtle-tee. Subtletea. It's the act of being subtle. Subtlety. It's biting you on the ass. I mean it. Seriously. And you don't know it.
OK, so, personal insults aside, it's not all bad.
Decided: Life is stinky. Even the smallest part of it. One-celled organisms, big elephants. All stinky. Can usually smell 'em a mile away. Stuff didn't evolve pheromones 'cause it was a good idea. It's a terrible idea. Stuff just stinks anyway, and cleverly decided to use that.
Stop
paying
attention
 

when did you?