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Overheard in the Classroom
"How delightful it would be to
converse intimately with someone of the same mind, sharing
with him the pleasures of uninhibited conversation on the
amusing and foolish things of this world, but such friends
are hard to find."
--Kenko in Essays in Idleness
I don't like
sex. I just like foreplay.
Can you imagine what that feels like?
What do you mean you didn't
feel anything?
And how many people did you say
you were with?
What do you mean they had sex?
Is the first time painful or
pleasurable?
I didn't even get to see what
he had to offer.
Does it always hurt?
You know how I feel about
physical violence.
That seems slightly painful.
Yes, she likes it rough.
Memories!
You did all that in one night!
How did you do that again?
Everybody wants to know how big
Mac is.
Yes, and how long was it?
I don't want to know.
Are you sure?
Where is it?
I'm going upstairs.
Doublemint or spearmint?
I drank it and it gave me
pimples.
Whatever.
So, I'm a zookeeper now.
...and there's a twenty-five
year guarantee on the casket.
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