His man Friday: A final five fine fat favorite phalluses…
His man Friday: A further five fine fat favorite phalluses…
His man Friday: Five fine fat favorite phalluses…
post/92832803493/image-92793912093-great-of-you-to-publish-this-which - You recall to us Heisenberg, I think, and I have to admit, I didn't mean to go that far. I do think his presence enriches the underlying rapport, but also without revising it. Still, the suggestion unleashes happy conjecture. As for your inquiry, it could not be more welcome, as each one of them enjoys a privilege richly to be savored, with the certainty of contributing to that of each other. It is one of our great gifts.
"Had we but world enough and time,
This coyness, laddie, were no crime…”
But you are being coy, Anonymous, in declining to name a favored vantage point. So, assuming, the equality of the three positions and, further, that the merry trio will rotate in turn to each compass point…Where do you choose to begin?
I am quite clear in my mind where I start…
Swing low, sweet chariot.
His Eyes Were Watching Condoms.
image/92793912093 Great of you to publish this, which possibly you've done before because I feel I've had this good opinion of it before. I think this elation comes from the allure of the interloper, which is dramatic on many levels, and from the discovery that somehow his praise of what he finds, brings it no disturbance, no diminishment of beauty or delight. Aside from that, he validates one of our central archtypes to a T.
You refer to The Unbearable Lightness of Being/522, and you are right that I have published this gem before, but not recently.
As you say, at least part of the interloper’s allure is that his (masturbatory) praise of what he encounters causes no disturbance to the encountered - a notion seemingly at odds with the Observer Effect in physics, which holds that the simple act of observation WILL itself change the phenomenon being observed.
And of the three hot men in this delightful scene, whose role in the drama would you prefer to play?
The Unbearable Lightness of Being/522.
The Unbearable Lightness of Being/521.