Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Sometimes it Pays to Open Up

A group of us were busy devouring steaks and killing off more than a few bottles of Robert Mondavi Cabernet Sauvignon at the Post House recently when one of them blurted out the following:

“Well, she’s pretty shy when it comes to talking about sex. Now, I don’t mind taking the time to experiment and learn what she likes in bed. It’s just that she needs to understand that if it involves a turkey baster and jumper cables, it’s going to take me a while to figure that out.”

Which pretty much sums up why I love my friends...