Sunday, October 25, 2009

I started writing a really thoughtful essay, but I got stuck, so.

If you've had sex with everyone your partners have had sex with, I've had sex with a chinchilla.

(Making it even worse: I learned this before I had sex with the guy.

Making it slightly better: The chinchilla wasn't harmed--its soft fur, rather than any orifice, was the object of my lover's ardor--and he characterized its state afterwards as "confused, but not upset.")


  1. I know this is not really an appropriate response but:

    Giggle fit.

  2. Well, at least it's better than a fur coat. We really don't need the necrophilia on top of the beastiality. ;-p