26 November 2003
You can't make me eat that
From the journal Eurotrash:
[T]here seems something puritanically joyless about only eating vegetables. I'm picturing people wearing smocks and maybe bonnets and lots of scourging and self-mutilation after orgasm.
We pause to imagine (if it's not too close to dinnertime) PETA boss Ingrid Newkirk in full tingle.
Now that you've, um, enjoyed that visual, try this Gedanken experiment: Should vegans swallow?
Why, no, I didn't get anything for my birthday. Why do you ask?
(And, while we're on the subject, is it kosher?)
Posted at 8:40 AM to Dyssynergy
Goodness, turning fifty has made you into a little horndog! An entry on measuring one's willy and now an entry on, um, er,-- this topic. There was a time I could read dustbury and not blush-- no longer.
I hope you had a lovely birthday, Charles! And I hope you find some relief for your present condition. :-)
Charles, you are in rare form! And Happy 50th Birthday, by the way. I started celebrating mine about a year and a half ago. I plan to finish up some time next spring.
I sat on this entry for a day or so, wondering whether I should actually put it up or not, and finally decided, "Aw, screw it."
Or something like that.
Anyway, if it's true that people's discussion of the subject is inversely proportional to their level of participation, I should probably be running ErosBlog. :)
So what does that say about the amount of prurient subject matter on my blog...?
Although, I suppose it could be kind of like deliberately invoking Godwin's Law.