Is it me or is it getting late?
It isn’t you.
So it’s getting late?
There were only two choices, right?
Fair enough.
Besides I should head out anyway. Jake is coming over tonight.
Ohhh, the booty call stage has been hit.
No! Sheesh it isn’t like he’s going to just come over and we’ll make love…
What was that?
Uhm…
Make love? Why? Why must you use that term?
There’s no need to be rude.
No one makes love. That term is horrible on so many levels.
Oh do enlighten me.
First of all it sounds as if you’re building furniture. I would hope the act itself is far more fun that assembling something from IKEA.
I do like IKEA though.
We all do, truth’s, but not my point. And secondly love? You’re, just using the statement, confusing love and sex. You’re not making love. You’re making, I hope, orgasms. They might be an expression of your love but they are not your love itself, you see?
I was just trying to be polite!
Screwing, laying pipe, having a conjugal, making the beast with two backs, horizontal mambo, relations, do you see how many other terms you could use?
Some slap and tickle, having a tea party, getting jiggy!
Getting your freak on, a bit of the old in and out, getting a degree closer to Kevin Bacon…
What?!
Since everyone is six degrees from him sleeping with someone has a pretty good chance of getting you a whole degree closer.
That’s so wrong!
And yet so right.
But fine, I concede the point of the term “making love.”
Thank you. It is a horrible term and should be struck down with all force possible.
I never knew you hated it so deeply.
But now you understand why I do, at least.
Uhm, yeah.
Good.
But here’s what I was wondering.
Yes?
Have you ever really said that Kevin Bacon line or did you just make that up right now?
I used it to try and pick a guy up once, actually. Hey, I asked him, want to help me get a degree closer to Kevin Bacon?
No!
Yes!
What did he say?
He laughed and said no one had tried that one before but that he’s happily married.
Shame, though I don’t know if you want to sleep with a guy who even considered that line.
Well he was Kevin Bacon.
No!
Yes! And now you see why I had to try it.
Oh god yes.
Shame it didn’t work, really.
You’re incorrigible!
It’s true. I can not be corriged.
October 8th, 2009 on 8:31 am
*still chuckling about Kevin Bacon*
October 8th, 2009 on 9:34 am
Yay!
October 8th, 2009 on 9:58 am
So nice! That was great.
October 8th, 2009 on 9:59 am
Thanks
October 8th, 2009 on 3:37 pm
I’m gonna try that line someday. I really am. I’ll report back if it works.
I also need to point out that I HATE Ikea. Almost irrationally so. Bah!
October 8th, 2009 on 3:42 pm
Dude, you use it at all and you are my hero.
And why do you hate IKEA?
October 9th, 2009 on 4:45 am
“I cannot be corriged”, ha! I do that with that type of word all the time. The favoured one, of course, being gruntled.
October 12th, 2009 on 3:54 pm
not bad at all…always manages to bring a chuckle
October 15th, 2009 on 7:00 pm
Dude…yeah,i`ll mail you what i wanted to say coz i don`t want to say it on a public forum like this.
e-mail id,oh great one?
October 15th, 2009 on 8:24 pm
Didn’t you mail me earlier today? fullname @ gmail.com sir.
November 24th, 2009 on 3:28 pm
Anonymous emails the bane of civilization.
February 7th, 2010 on 4:05 am
Center: Did you know that the end of a pig’s snout is called a gruntle?