I always talk to mechanical things. It keeps me from throwing things when stuff doesn't go right.
There's a famous scene from "The sandpebbles" in which Steve McQueen talks to the ship engine, says a lot about the guy.

People wonder how I get ridiculous miles out of the things I own. Shhhh! Its a secret.

Each machine seems to have one personality or another. It becomes amusing to see your car, motorcycle, or boat turn into an inanimate object with human feeling traits. I've owned just about every motorcycle they've made. And each one has had distinctive almost human personality traits. Some were high maintenence- ducati monster valve lash adjustments. Some were low maintenence always trusty- 82 kawasaki 440 ltd. Some were high maintenence sluts and you expected them to be needy- 74 harley ironhead shovelsport. Some were rotten miserable b!tches that you kickstarted- it backfired- and kicked you back- 75 kawasaki kz 400. Some were lazy and lacked power- 81 yamaha xs 650. Some were reckless dangerous animals- bored out yamaha 1000 phazer dragbike. Some were less than the hype and hoopla- 94 triumph bonneville. Some were unstable tankslappers- 2001 kawasaki 650 ninjas. Some were banshee screaming psychowhores- my 89 suzuki gsfx. Some were sexy, playful, and sport tourish- 2002 buell white lightning. Some were just pigs- oil sucking yamaha RDs circa 1972. Some were jumping, bouncing, gazelles- insert any dirt bike here from huskys, to honda CRs, to ysfr yammies, to xr 750 harleys, to suzuki supermotard 450s. Some were respectable classics- my 47 harley davidson servicar 3 wheeler with ice cream cart. They all had personalities.

Ain't that the truth.

I always say something to myself when one of my boobs pop out

That's funny...I don't believe I've ever had a convo with my "girls"...

A little bit of obedience, possibly? One of my machines is named squeeky. Before starting the manufacture of any new part, I look at it and say behave, squeeky! Then I check my code to see if it behaved or I mistyped something.

Ya' know...that's another question... How many of you name your inanimate objects? I've got a device I call "Big Red"...but I ain't sayin'...

I surely would do talk to your boobs but instead of the OP question I would say "Get over here"