Glossary booooooo. My thesis has broken my brain. It is limp and floppy like a crushed, nerveless hand. All I can fix my mind on is sleep and how I've never had a threesome, ever, and the one time I came close I was too speedy to stay in the room.Man. Alive.
WHERE IS MY ADVISER?
My little StatCounter tells me someone found this page by searching using the words 'Patsy Kensit fucking'. Isn't that adorable? Why they didn't try a Google image search is beyond me.
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First I'll have a threesome. I won’t have time to give it the attention it deserves before. After that I don't know, because my brain is broken. I think I'll translate it back into English and make it readable for the general public, since the general public likes reefer.
Then one of two things will happen:
1. I'll get a job in my field, be really good at it, retire at 50, move somewhere sunny, have a hedge around my villa made out of basil plants, lie on the ground, smoke a spliff, and BLAST Rachmaninoff on a really nice sound system for a couple of hours at a time, pay attention to the physical and emotional needs of my hypothetical spouse, you know, that sort of thing
2. The same as above, but replacing 'I'll get a job in my field' with 'I'll write *good* books'. I doubt that any of them will be a doctoral thesis, but we'll see.
What about you?
What kind of attention does a threesome *deserve*? Double that of a twosome, I suppose.
I love condoms the way I love tetanus shots - I wouldn't take them for fun but I'm fucking happy they're there.
weeeeeeee!
I'd vote for writing good books. maybe you'll become famous and rich - soooo rich that you could buy me a space ship.
As for yourself, you'd be able to get two boys dressed only in sequin shorts (a la Spun), and have the all the threesomes you could ever want.
You make a good case, Jiri. Of course, I could buy you a space ship right now; it would just be really small and wouldn't go fast unless you threw it.
weeeeeeeeeeeee!
That's right, Lady. "Weeeeeeeeeee."
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