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The Night of the Three Condoms
cross-posted from Tumblr, because I don't trust their archiving and I've been meaning to post about this one, and then it came up in context of this conversation...
Original includes an image of a green condom, rubber-banded to the running faucet of a kitchen sink with a little water in it already, and then an image of same sink, same faucet, same condom, only now it is holding enough water to take up the entire sink.
Also, I used to talk about my sex life waaaay a lot more on the internet than I currently tend to, so I feel that I should advise that my contribution to this thread does contains some level of detail about sex that I had about 14 years ago. I could have included more detail, I suppose, but I think I struck the balance where I make my point without getting gratuitous.
( The previous conversation )
( My contribution )
Original includes an image of a green condom, rubber-banded to the running faucet of a kitchen sink with a little water in it already, and then an image of same sink, same faucet, same condom, only now it is holding enough water to take up the entire sink.
Also, I used to talk about my sex life waaaay a lot more on the internet than I currently tend to, so I feel that I should advise that my contribution to this thread does contains some level of detail about sex that I had about 14 years ago. I could have included more detail, I suppose, but I think I struck the balance where I make my point without getting gratuitous.
( The previous conversation )
( My contribution )