posted by sooyup
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Daily trivia
My thanks go to hypersexualgirl for reminding me that, as a man, I ought to be thinking of sex every six minutes. I don’t even get close, and I doubt if I ever did. Does anyone, I wonder? Ye gods, I'd hate to think that every sixth minute during my cholecystectomy the surgeon was thinking what he would like to be doing to the young nurse opposite. And six minutes into the service, was the vicar who officiated at our wedding really dreaming of screwing my beautiful bride in the vestry? I know I was, but that was surely my privilege. In my youth, I believe I was as obsessed with sex as anyone teenager, but I did spend many a long hour studying Shakespeare and rote-learning Latin pronouns without thinking of sex. But perhaps this every-sixth-minute thing is an average, and I crammed all my thoughts into an hour of finger-dipping debauchery. Nowadays, I look at Emma at least once every six minutes, and I freely admit I don't always immediately think of sex. Well, not quite always.
My thanks go to hypersexualgirl for reminding me that, as a man, I ought to be thinking of sex every six minutes. I don’t even get close, and I doubt if I ever did. Does anyone, I wonder? Ye gods, I'd hate to think that every sixth minute during my cholecystectomy the surgeon was thinking what he would like to be doing to the young nurse opposite. And six minutes into the service, was the vicar who officiated at our wedding really dreaming of screwing my beautiful bride in the vestry? I know I was, but that was surely my privilege. In my youth, I believe I was as obsessed with sex as anyone teenager, but I did spend many a long hour studying Shakespeare and rote-learning Latin pronouns without thinking of sex. But perhaps this every-sixth-minute thing is an average, and I crammed all my thoughts into an hour of finger-dipping debauchery. Nowadays, I look at Emma at least once every six minutes, and I freely admit I don't always immediately think of sex. Well, not quite always.
