Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Decline

I've been having a lot of dreams about masturbation lately. Which just goes to show how ambition is curtailed by age: back in what little I had of my prime I used to dream about sex.

13 comments:

moreidlethoughts said...

They say that if you make a wish immediately upon waking from your dream...it will come true.
"They" never made it clear to me whether it's the wish or the dream that's realised!

Joanna Cake said...

LMFAO! If it makes you feel any better, I spent a whole weekend with Ruf and we only had sex once, very quickly this morning. The rest of the time we were far too busy on our computers getting our new business off the ground! So much for a sex goddess ;P

Jimmy Bastard said...

I'm sure you had matters in hand by first light my friend.

Scarlett Parrish said...

Really, sir! I am shocked. Shocked, stunned and amazed!

Oh my virgin eyes.

*faints clean away*

inkspot said...

Well a dream about a dream would be worse wouldn't it, even a wet one.

Ooh ooh, word vert is ingle. Do you remember ingle from Pale Fire, Nabokov used it to mean pretty boy lust object?

Charlie said...

Your dreams could be worse, you know. Like waking up to find that your penis fell off during the night and rolled under the bed.

Lulu LaBonne said...

I used to dream of owning a bakery and now I just dream of having a cake - but I still get to eat it

Gadjo Dilo said...

I feel I've been skirting coying around the M word for most of my blogging career but there you go just coming out with it as direct as you like :-)

Scarlet Blue said...

I feel I can now use the word 'wank'.
I don't like to be upstaged.
Sx

Pat said...

Wouldn't you know - the weather's turned cold again?

Daphne Wayne-Bough said...

On n'est jamais mieux servi que par soi-meme.

Major Tom D'Omo said...

Riding solo or was there someone on the Pillion?

Kevin Musgrove said...

I've said it before, I'll say it again: my audience may not care about the social effects of the economic collapse of the House of Acquitaine, nor the dismal dietary habits of the Eastern Spotted Quoll, but give them something a bit mucky...

Pat: thank you, I laughed out loud!

(Daphne: well, yes, but self-praise is no recommendation)