Forget Christmas
December 19, 2004
In less than two days I’m going away. Toronto. Tenderness. Martha.
Before I leave town we should celebrate great pagan rites. Booze. Board games. Nudity. Last year’s winter solstice celebration ended with soft caresses, mad giggles, and the surreal smell of puke. We need more intensity to lighten up our winter. Let’s forget about all this Christmas crap — let’s get drunk in basements, puke, swear, caress, slap, sleep, and talk about cock and meaning.
Posted by Tudor at 11:23 PM in Various Positions | TrackBackBeing Lebanese, I recommend speaking of pussy as well. It’s just me, perhaps, but talking cock is all well and fine, but do consider discussing a bit of the kutchie action as well.
And asses. Consider talking about asses.
Thank you.
Posted by: mace on December 20, 2004 at 12:16 PMAh, yes. I’m sorry I forgot about pussy — I’ll make make up for it by talking about kutchie and ass for the next little while.
yes, I had enough cock talk too.
Posted by: Tudor on December 20, 2004 at 08:52 PMYes yes! I’m with Mace!
More pussy and less cock!
Enough phallo-eccentricity!