My dear Queen, don't you mean what man would stop even after reading it? Anyway, sometime ago I wasn't able to keep an appointment with the Queen, in which I deeply regret. I'm now available for that appointment. Besides, we never got to play that game of , ahem, Twister.
Direction, Sour, is something you evidently lack a sense of, if your broody GPS is any indication.
But warning labels are usually printed in bright colors in the hope that they might attract the eye and convey some sort of message about the inadvisability of proceeding along a certain course of action. I'm trying to think of an example . . . .