Way TMI

Good grief:

After a VERY satisfying roll in the hay, I knew I’d met my ‘sex language’ match

I woke up yesterday morning with a glow that can only be obtained by a good nudie rudie session with my favourite gent. For the rest of the day I was on a natural high.

Seriously, it was like I was dosed up on some kind of wonder drug – a blend of serotonin, dopamine, endorphins and a hint of oxytocin.

As I skipped about my day, I reflected on my early morning roll in the hay and realised that I had found someone who matched my ‘sex language.’

Key words:  “Australian” and “sex counselor”.  The fact that she uses Goop as an authoritative source should tell you all you need to know.

Read it all, if you have a strong stomach.

Or you can just go with the old sex-drive truism:

And Speaking Of Forbidden Pleasures

…we have this new development:

Forget traditional porn, Gen Z are doing things differently nowadays, including listening to porn, rather than watching it. The trend of audio porn started during lockdown and has now been embraced by young women, providing a full body experience that allows their imaginations to ‘run wild’ while tuning into physical pleasure.

Of course it’s mostly women.  Men are simple, visual creatures requiring only something like this to get going:

Women, on the other hand, are somewhat more complex:

So this new audio thing is probably one of the control knobs in the middle.

No, I don’t understand them either.

As The Saying Goes

Latest news is that a cultural icon is getting off (so to speak):

Former porn star Ron Jeremy, who was indicted on more than 30 counts of sexual assault, is set to be declared unfit for trial on Tuesday, because he is suffering from “severe dementia.”

I guess that the late Marilyn Chambers wasn’t lying when she said she fucked his brains out.

He has looked better — although even in his prime he still looked like the sleaziest man in the world.

One-Way Entitlement

Ah yes, the old excuse:

Gabrielle Union On Why She Felt ‘Entitled’ To Cheat On Her First Husband: ‘I Was Paying All The Bills’

Now let’s play “Just Imagine” for a moment, and think of the response if a man used that as an excuse to bonk a woman not his wife.

Knives out?  Calls for cancellation?  Yet another example of “Male Domination”?

I have no idea who this harpy is, but no doubt she’s well entrenched in the feministical hierarchy, judging by her arrogance.

And just in passing:  with an attitude like that, small wonder he was screwing other women.

Passing Thought

So there’s this pleasant little train of thought:

Without knowing anything at all about this harpy, I’ll bet she lives in a.) NYFC, b.) Los Angeles or c.) San Franfuckingcisco — or wherever HuffPo has its HQ.

As for 2.) above, the only way she and her buddies are ever going to kill all men (they probably have a gun:harpy count of 1:jillion) is if they voluntarily get infected with AIDS — and even then, no man except liberal ponytailed girlyboys will want to poke them.  Here’s our Emily — a representative sample, methinks:

Doomed to failure, like so many liberal wet dreams.