Let's talk sex.

Sex, at it's best, is when there isnt any analysis...as in hot, sweaty, monkey sex!

which the feminsts are working to **** up with prompting us for constant analysis of whether we have the level of consent mandated by government, though this is guided by not very clearly outlined requirements. It is as if they asked themselves "what could we do to make sex less fun so that maybe people would do it less" and went with what they came up with.

I am over it. I am not taking instructions from either the feminists nor the government on what I do erotically.

I always get a yes!

I always pick non victims and leave them satisfied.....I am not going to worry about consent second by second, it ruins the mood.

This thread needs a theme song.

I like it!

I knew you'd like it! When you said "monkey," I immediately thought of Mick Jagger yelling -- er, singing, "I'm a monkey!"



Oh! That reminds me. . . .

Hawkeye has a theme song for his very own!



Unbridled machismo or testosterone or whatever you call it.

(No, I really thought he'd like it.)

As for me? I'm just a manilla -- er, vanilla sort of guy. Here's my theme song!



No, I'm not a vegasexual!

I almost drove my two daughters crazy with this song during one Christmas break.
"Daddy, will you please stop playing that song!"

I keep waiting for titillating tales of wild sexual abandon.

Do not think about sex like it is something big. Just enjoy

If you want intimacy, go with your wife. If you want fun, go with your girlfriend.

The good Lord has given us both.