Gymnastics, the Italian, Cleavage, Besos, and Sexual Fantasies, Yo.
1. I love how we can carbon date the Shroud of Turin but can’t figure out how old a couple of Chinese gymnasts are.
2. The Italian called me on Monday very excited. It seems he’d found a new porn website that featured Latin women. I asked him, “If a woman that young and that attractive hit on you, would you sleep with her?” He said, “If I got a woman that hot, it’d be because she wanted to steal my car.” I burst out laughing.
3. ‘Cleavage’ is sort of a harsh sounding word to describe something so good, isn’t it? Couldn’t someone come up with a better word than something that sounds like you split open a dinner roll? or chopped something in half?
4. Besos described our relationship as a constant state of half amusement, half embarrassment. Hmm. I wonder which half I am.
5. Have you ever had someone tell you a sexual fantasy and it was, more or less, one of your sexual fantasies as well? And you were stunned at your good fortune? And then you blinked and wondered if you were on some twisted version of Candid Camera? Anyone?
no?

Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.