You kept me alive with your sweet flowing love.
Hot on the heels of last week's HIV post, this weekend I decided to attend a sex party. A hipster sex party. With lots of hipsters, well, having sex. A la shortbus.
I am a smart, smart man.
I am a smart, smart man.
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Ew.
Not "Ew, a sex party!", but "Ew, P/O voluntarily hangs out with hipsters."
How was it?
What's a hipster?
And, like, am I NOT hip 'cuz I don't know?
!;-)
decided to attend a sex party
Come on, like you had two or three other equally tantalizing options out there!
Or maybe you did, in which case, spill!
Also, let me know if you ever get invited to a sex burqa party. I'd be happy to take your place.
You know that you are a shaggy haircut and thick black glasses away from looking like a hipster? So was it in Williamsburg? LOL.
ha! you really think so, mark? i live on the upper west side for god's sake. i think that automatically disqualifies me from any hipster cred. and no, the party wasn't in williamsburg--it was in williamsburg's even grungier/hipper neighbor: bushwick!
grouchbutt: i think you could have totally worn a burqa to this one, and you may have even been the hit of the party.
ee: hipster is hard to define, but mark has done a decent job...
limey: right there with you, my friend. but hey, it was fun nonetheless. and hipsters or no, there were some fuckin *hot* peeps there. lots of eye candy for sure.
and finally, blood ray: i have to admit it was a blast. and yes, some of the above-mentioned eye candy did in fact become actual, um, mouth candy. more to come...
You devil!
you remind me of me.
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