September 2009
4 posts
A refreshing (and comedic) take on Intelligent... →
On Zen, Cocks, and Fountain Pens
Me: And just like that, out of the blue, I find myself wanting a fancy fountain pen again. I go years wanting nothing and suddenly I want all kinds of useless things. Clearly the tide of my desires is cresting. When will it end?
Him: On the end of my cock, I hope.
Me: Does your cock double as a fountain pen? Because I really think you could get rich doing some very nerdy porn if that is the case.
Him: ...
