A Black Hole of Happiness

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
Dissent. She was at least near a beach. Without food, you can't even come close to having a picnic.

I am thinking there was undisclosed* food. How often does one bring a blanket, but no foodstuffs? And have we even established that the lake in question had a sandy shore?




*Not that the information was deliberately withheld with the intention of misleading, just that it may not have seemed relevant at the time the description was proffered.

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
A Sex Picnic.

It's like having sex in your yard.



Which your wife won't do.

I don't have a yard. I have a tiny concrete patio.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
Of course not, but one can't nearly have a picnic without food. If there is no food, there is no picnic. She was much closer to having sex on the beach (due to her proximity to the beach) than she was to having picnic sex (since food was never mentioned).

Nonsense. A picnic is an outdoor gathering of a small number of people for the purpose of merriment or at least conversation.

So one could have a sex picnic. You're overthinking this.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
I don't have a yard. I have a tiny concrete patio.

Lucky bastard.

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
Nonsense. A picnic is an outdoor gathering of a small number of people for the purpose of merriment or at least conversation.

So one could have a sex picnic. You're overthinking this.

You really are like the least romantic person ever -- no picnics for two? A jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and thou?*



*and a blanket and perhaps some cheese and fruit and stuff.

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
I am thinking there was undisclosed* food. How often does one bring a blanket, but no foodstuffs? And have we even established that the lake in question had a sandy shore?




*Not that the information was deliberately withheld with the intention of misleading, just that it may not have seemed relevant at the time the description was proffered.

She said she was at a lake beach. Beach = sand. And I bring a blanket to the beach/park all the time w/out food. I only bring the lube. It's called a sex picnic.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
You really are like the least romantic person ever -- no picnics for two? A jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and thee?*



*and a blanket and perhaps some cheese and fruit and stuff.

"Come on... Let's fuck in the yard. No one can see."

That's not romance?

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
She said she was at a lake beach. Beach = sand. And I bring a blanket to the beach/park all the time w/out food. I only bring the lube. It's called a sex picnic.

She said she had sex on the beach, so how much can we really trust her here?

And you are a freak, my friend. A FREAK.

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
Nonsense. A picnic is an outdoor gathering of a small number of people for the purpose of merriment or at least conversation.

So one could have a sex picnic. You're overthinking this.

I know. I'm trying to see how it feels to be TM.

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
She said she had sex on the beach, so how much can we really trust her here?

And you are a freak, my friend. A FREAK.

Well, maybe she was fucking on the beach grass, which would technically be both beach and grass.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
She said she was at a lake beach. Beach = sand. And I bring a blanket to the beach/park all the time w/out food. I only bring the lube. It's called a sex picnic.

No, if you're alone it's an Onanist Outing.*

Was there an undisclosed party involved?


* Which exists. This old man used to jack off on a bench across from this spot in a park in Philly where girls used to sunbathe. Nasty.

[patentparanyc]

Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
I know. I'm trying to see how it feels to be TM.

no, to do that you have to make pompous, judgemental broad assumptions about my "alledged overspending" [really no one should care if I spend down to mac and cheese] and holier than thou posts about how much better you are than me and what a pathetic sad person i am.

then you will know what it feels like to be tm.

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
No, if you're alone it's an Onanist Outing.*

Was there an undisclosed party involved?

It was me at the lake beach on the sand/grass on the blanket by the playground with dtb. And I brought italian sausage.

[dtb]

Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
It was me at the lake beach on the sand/grass on the blanket by the playground with dtb. And I brought italian sausage.

More like a cocktail wiener, but it's the thought that counts.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by patentparanyc
no, to do that you have to make pompous, judgemental broad assumptions about my "alledged overspending" [really no one should care if I spend down to mac and cheese] and holier than thou posts about how much better you are than me and what a pathetic sad person i am.

then you will know what it feels like to be tm.

He never said you were sad.