Have I mentioned that I’m really turned on by boat sex because of the whole private/public nature of boats? Like, you can hide if you want to, or you can totally show people but also have it still kind of be restricted to a small audience? Also, it totally trumps beach sex because there’s no sand.
boat
It’s supposed to be as cold as -15 degrees Fahrenheit where I’m headed tomorrow.
I’m just going to try to stay warm by thinking about this.
Spending the day with Penthouse and Craftsmate.
(You guys can argue over which one has the mullet.)
(I vote it’s whoever came up with the idea of threatening to take me to Home Depot if I was bratty.)
(Meanies.)
…a far away land where good people go
in search of very bad things.
Boy, Girl, Boy on a Boat by Ryan McGinley, 2007
Although I don’t watch Archer, this reminds me of my friend sansshame, who tirelessly tries to convince me to.
How do you feel about turtlenecks? Because you know how I feel about knives.
“Daddy, there’s Russian acid burning through my suit, I have to cut it off!”
Ever since I let Brunette Little start watching Archer, everything we do has to be a “spy mission” that turns pervy. And I hate turtlenecks.