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That's a good point actually :D
the door, always.
As in, still rutting?
that i don't want to google at work
assumed it would be rooting.
Are you from down under or something?
A long deep track made by the repeated passage of the wheels of vehicles.
An annual period of sexual activity in deer and some other mammals, during which the males fight each other for access to the females.
so you're a bit back to front.
the phone- quick glance and depends who it is.
(nobody ever phones or visits me)
or have sex
i rarely answer the phone anyway
Did you? Did your girlfriend?
I was inspired by this: http://www.slate.com/articles/life/dear_prudence/2013/04/dear_prudence_my_boyfriend_answered_the_phone_while_we_were_having_sex.html
2) he continued to have sex with his girlfriend whilst on the phone rather than hanging up.
Then the feeling of liberation washed over me in an awesome wave. Now I carefully consider whether or not I should answer the door each time, whereas before I felt compelled.
no-one ever calls or knocks at the door
in hindsight we shouldn't have started doing the nasty after ordering. mistake
I thought "Answering the Phone / Door" was a position or something
0 - its for yooohooo
/ \ / \
Except when they give you the bill
oh god, this just broke me.
not entirely safe for work.
Girl came over to hang out, and wasn't sure whether or not anything was going to happen. So, after an hour of general passive chatting I thought 'okay then, just gonna chill out and order a pizza'.
Rang Dominos. Then, 10 mins later everything went mental and we ended up getting frisky on the couch. Doorbell rang 20 minutes after that: we'd forgotten there was a pizza on the way.
She runs behind the couch arm and crouches down to hide behind it.
I answer the door, in hastily put on shorts, and the guy with the pizza has the most lecherous grin i've ever seen and winks at me :(. I look behind me and see the clothes strewn over the floor but also in the reflection of the french windows the girl very naked and crouched behind the couch, unbelievably exposed.
I turn back to say something and after handing me the pizza the delivery guy does that shagging movement mime where you thrust your hips and mimic holding on to hips. It was grotesque. I can still see it now. And then he walked off laughing.
I'm not usually a fan of your work but fair play. That little story tickled me.
And she's like *Why don't you take your clothes off?" and he says *Because I never disrobe before a gun fight* and then a load of badguys run in and he shoots them all, not missing a stroke of his pump action lovegun
I'm putting that on my Lovefilm list right now.