“How long are your guts?” is pretty raunchy if you’re using the back door. Doubting your physical compatibility is a level of brag that inspires fantasy smut.

I would still qualify “space” as a noun here, but that’s if you accept these kinds of constructions as sequences of nouns rather than the zero-conversion of nouns into and adjectives.

I guess fashions come and go, but I never understood the appeal of that bright/flat, chalk/paper white color on nails.