30 Things 3 People Get At Last Night's Orgy
Throw 3 people who have known one another for over a decade (and who have not been in the current permutation of company for, also ironically and incredulously, probably a decade as well) into Brewerks and you will also get the following:
1) 2 jugs of Oktoberfest beer
2) 1 burger meal
3) 1 shepherd's pie meal
4) 1 platter of fish and chips
5) Another platter of calamari
6) Sex, sex, sex, sex, and more sex.
7) And sex.
8) And sex.
9) Sex infinite.
10) And in between rest from sex, some form of love, as true and pure as closest possible, when you get pseudo drunk enough and shake off the thinly veiled mock cynicism to reveal that we are just travellers on the same road on a doomed quest
11) plenty of water
12) real doubts
13) real fears
14) dream wisps
15) intimate talk, like we have never left and there were no years lost
16) delicious delirium for as long as it lasts - that it seems forever
17) mock elite speak - for we have three scholars - a on-my-way-to PhD one, a directing one, and a managing one (the last two involved in the historical merger)
18) taking turns to be smartie pants, each harbouring a professional interest in research science, film and cinematography, and philosophy respectively
19) wonderful, acerbic humour
20) honesty
21) assurance/security
22) one very sleeping/sleepy man and two flabbergasted women
23) money lost :)
24) fooling around
25) more sex, but of course. fetishes like bukkake, frottage, veins(which is not really a fetish by definition, since it's an object of desire and not an act of desire)
26) sex
27) fucked up futures
28) mind fucks
29) one very sick man 10 hs later
30) one very sick woman 10 hs later
MH, MX AND I ARE VERY SICK!!! ARE YOU ALSO GONE?
My voice has turned super low overnight. I'm coughing up vile greenish sticky stuff. MX also informed he's sick - apparently the beeeeeeer did his system a crushing blow. I think it's the beer batter and calamari that did my voice and whatever in.
It can't have been the sex and love hor, it ain't enough babes, there never can be enough to make us this sick.
Thanks for visiting my mum.
1) 2 jugs of Oktoberfest beer
2) 1 burger meal
3) 1 shepherd's pie meal
4) 1 platter of fish and chips
5) Another platter of calamari
6) Sex, sex, sex, sex, and more sex.
7) And sex.
8) And sex.
9) Sex infinite.
10) And in between rest from sex, some form of love, as true and pure as closest possible, when you get pseudo drunk enough and shake off the thinly veiled mock cynicism to reveal that we are just travellers on the same road on a doomed quest
11) plenty of water
12) real doubts
13) real fears
14) dream wisps
15) intimate talk, like we have never left and there were no years lost
16) delicious delirium for as long as it lasts - that it seems forever
17) mock elite speak - for we have three scholars - a on-my-way-to PhD one, a directing one, and a managing one (the last two involved in the historical merger)
18) taking turns to be smartie pants, each harbouring a professional interest in research science, film and cinematography, and philosophy respectively
19) wonderful, acerbic humour
20) honesty
21) assurance/security
22) one very sleeping/sleepy man and two flabbergasted women
23) money lost :)
24) fooling around
25) more sex, but of course. fetishes like bukkake, frottage, veins(which is not really a fetish by definition, since it's an object of desire and not an act of desire)
26) sex
27) fucked up futures
28) mind fucks
29) one very sick man 10 hs later
30) one very sick woman 10 hs later
MH, MX AND I ARE VERY SICK!!! ARE YOU ALSO GONE?
My voice has turned super low overnight. I'm coughing up vile greenish sticky stuff. MX also informed he's sick - apparently the beeeeeeer did his system a crushing blow. I think it's the beer batter and calamari that did my voice and whatever in.
It can't have been the sex and love hor, it ain't enough babes, there never can be enough to make us this sick.
Thanks for visiting my mum.
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