Would you dare to answer , (how many people have you slept with) ??
“Inspired from the movie, What’s your number” ;)
Would you dare to answer , (how many people have you slept with) ??
“Inspired from the movie, What’s your number” ;)
Epic Sunshine SPRING!
I kiss and tell? What sense is there in notching bed posts anyway? It’s not the scruples, or the body count. It’s private.
And I don’t take money from women either. Or seek favours. In fact If I….. I never really…Maybe I shoulda…. .eh, never mind. I love you Ratty. (extends hands) Great White, Darling?
A Staggering Rat of Heartbreaking Something or Other "Oor Ratty. Your Ratty. A'body's Ratty."
I prefer a man who does not kiss and tell. Why yes, I would love to waltz with you!
Epic Sunshine SPRING!
(Downbeat given to Waltz orchestra, takes you in my arms.)
What I mean is, what does “slept with” really mean? Is it Bill Clinton’s aid-under-the-desk? A fumble and grope-to-something in the back seat of the parental car after the prom? Is it the standing full-body make-out session conducted in the women’s room of an underpopulated lounge, elevaor, library stacks, stairwell, deserted hallway and the like, when the spirit moves the adventerous to pursue semi-private intimacies? Is “sleeping with” actual intercourse, with fulfillment, for both people? Or does intercourse inter-rupt-us, where orgasm does not occur, count? Is it heavy petting (the infamous and poorly phrased “dry-hump” of save-it-till marriage comes to mind too. Or, as you note, does the literal, intimate, non-sexual sleep-with even count since intercourse is presumed in the original question.And then there is prostitution (of all sorts), experimentations (of all sorts), “what did I do last night?” drunken party engagements (of all sorts)
I did not mean to imply Wilt Chamberlain statistics, for I have not sought or valued that, ever.(Waltzes magnificently, movingly, perfectly, better than Dancing With The Stars for We have love all aboot us.) I only meant to offer a hint as to the silliness of the phrase “sleeping with” and question “What’s your number?”
A Staggering Rat of Heartbreaking Something or Other "Oor Ratty. Your Ratty. A'body's Ratty."
there are as many interpretations as there are people interacting with each other, let alone with emus, wombats, telephone operators, aliens, blow-up dolls and Rick Santorum, and apart from that short burst of deliberately impertinent descriptive, I will leave the rest to imagination.
On to something completely different:
Am I in the minority when I admit I am almost always deflated by coarse sexual slang or terminology? Here I do not refer to phrases shared in flagrante delicto, when anything goes, or as a gut reaction to the sanitized world Rick Santorum envisions. I mean phrases used conversationally or as opening gambit of sexual intent.
Oopsie! I said I would refrain from any more slamming of Rick Santorum.
I will get off my high horse before someone points out the possibilities therein.