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July 21, 2008

Answers To Questions We Never Asked, Part Deux

Duh:

"It's about heightening the thrill, about doing what's considered naughty. It's about rebellion,"

The only mystery here is why some moron hasn't managed to wangle a multimillion dollar grant to study the question at nauseating length.

Posted by Cassandra at July 21, 2008 05:23 PM

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Rebellion? I thought it was about urgency. I never get these things right.

Posted by: Mr. Oink at July 21, 2008 06:16 PM

/smack!!! :)

Maybe if you are young and/or still single, it is about urgency.

I would hope that after 20 or so years of being able to have sex pretty much any time you wanted to, upping the thrill level would be a little higher on the old priority list :p

But I am just a woman. What do I know?

Posted by: Cassandra at July 21, 2008 06:23 PM

Is New Jersey considered a "public place"?

Just askin'...

Posted by: BillT at July 21, 2008 06:24 PM

Seriously, I was just amused to see yet another "NEWS FLASH: men get all twitterpated when they see a chick in a hot bikini" type article.

I'm still waiting for the sequel: ALERT THE MEDIA: "Scientists announce new discovery - water is wet."

Posted by: Thank you Captain Obvious at July 21, 2008 06:26 PM

"NEWS FLASH: men get all twitterpated when they see a chick in a hot bikini""
Well, maybe through the first 30, 40, 50 years, but at this point, *sigh*, I'll take the soup... ;^}

Posted by: Norman Vincent Peale at July 21, 2008 06:43 PM

Well, what about the Couple In The confessional?
They admitted to getting carried away after drinking too much.

Were they married to each other? Back in the middle ages it was gauche to have sex with one's spouse, and to be caught...well, you could only be forgiven if it was a lover. Gives meaning to 'urgency' and 'rebellion.'

If I had my way I would not be easy on these perps.

Posted by: Cricket at July 21, 2008 06:51 PM

"Well, what about the Couple In The confessional?
They admitted to getting carried away after drinking too much."
And holding that example close to our bosoms let us turn in the Snakrkmnyal to page 86 and join in lifting our voices...

Posted by: Archbishop Desmond’s tutu at July 21, 2008 07:28 PM

They admitted to getting carried away after drinking too much.

Hmmmm....
That happens to us in the kitchen all the time :p

Posted by: Thank you Captain Obvious at July 21, 2008 07:49 PM

Birds do it
Bees do it
Even monkeys in the trees
Do it
Let's do it
Let's fall in love!

In aisle three, near the condiments.

All the world's a stage...

Looks good on the resume, too.


Posted by: Mr. Oink at July 21, 2008 07:57 PM

There has been a marked and obvious increase in these behavior patterns with the onset of global climate changes.

If you would just purchase carbon credits we could begin to reduce dear Cassandra's nausea.

Posted by: A. A. Gore at July 21, 2008 08:18 PM

Right now, if someone would just produce my luggage, I would be extremely grateful.

That is all.

Posted by: Princess Leia in a Delayed Bikini at July 21, 2008 08:36 PM

"My luggage" is a term of endearment in my world.

Posted by: Mr. Oink at July 21, 2008 08:51 PM

You are *so* cruising tonite, mr rdr... :p

{shaking head}

Posted by: Princess Leia in a Delayed Bikini at July 21, 2008 09:14 PM

Maybe I'm just a prude, but I don't get the sex in public places. And, at this point, what with my career ambition of being a teacher, it would be very foolish to consider doing so, if the opportunity presented itself. I didn't take all this time and spend all this money to earn my M.Ed. just to forever prevent myself from making a living using that degree... Every application has a question about crimes of moral turpitude... I'm sure being convicted of a public sex act would qualify...

Posted by: Miss Ladybug at July 21, 2008 09:24 PM

Don't worry, bug.
You're normal.

But it's so much fun to make fun of the idiots.

Posted by: Mr. Oink at July 21, 2008 09:42 PM

Well then Miss Ladybug I won't tell you about the two freshman from my school that got caught on a field trip to the park doing the deed on a park bench that was right out in the open. No cover whatsoever.

Posted by: Pile On at July 21, 2008 09:46 PM

Oh,no you don't, Pile.
It's the publics' right to know.

Posted by: Mr. Oink at July 21, 2008 09:52 PM

Oh, well in that case Mr. Oink there were these two freshman, a boy and a girl who, on a trip to the park got caught, right out in the open, where everyone could see, inserting said "who who dilly" in said "cha cha".

The story was that they wanted to do it before a couple of english teachers beat them to it.

Posted by: Pile On at July 21, 2008 10:08 PM

Viva las vegas.

Posted by: Mr. Oink at July 21, 2008 10:20 PM

Well, maybe they were just horny?

And while, I do not endorse horniness as an excuse for public misbehavior, still, and yet, this is the conundrum of the ages.

I mean, didn't The Beatles have a song in the "60's" like "Why Don't We Do It in the Road"? I know I've heard it somewhere. Is this not, then, a subliminal suggestion that the human being seeks sexual gratification whenever, wherever possible (well, some human beings, at least). We aren't naked apes for nuthin'.

And there you have it. The ageless struggle between the power of civilization and the power of young, wanton, sexual lust. Which side wins?

Tune in tomorrow, as spd rdr, er, Mr. Oink, describes the hair-raising antics of dealing with his fourteen teen-age daughters. How can one man be a chaperone in so many places at once?

You'll never know!

Posted by: Don Brouhaha at July 21, 2008 10:59 PM

THERE WILL NEVER BE A PLACE THAT I AM NOT.

Posted by: Mr. Oink at July 21, 2008 11:14 PM

Unless I choose not to be.

In which, God help the wife's cats.

Posted by: Mr. Oink at July 21, 2008 11:16 PM

I thought what happened in Vegas stayed there.
I am crushed and disappointed.

The Snarkhymnal have a ditty entitled
Goin' to the Chapel? or 'In My Midnight Confessional?'

Posted by: Cricket at July 22, 2008 12:02 AM

Remember that old Beatles song "Why Don't We Do It In The Road"?

Well, I have done so. When I was much younger.
(Nowadays I can afford a room...)

Posted by: camojack at July 22, 2008 12:34 AM

Was that "The Long and Winding Road?"
'Good-bye, Yellow Brick Road?'
'On The Road Again?'


Posted by: Cricket at July 22, 2008 01:28 AM

"Highway to Hell"?

Posted by: BillT at July 22, 2008 04:20 AM

Why don't we do it in the road?
Why don't we do it like the toad
Who's grown so bored with his abode
He longs to do it in the road?

*beep-beep*

*thumpsquish*

Posted by: BillT at July 22, 2008 04:25 AM

The only mystery here is why some moron hasn't managed to wangle a multimillion dollar grant to study the question at nauseating length.

I'd comment, but I have to go write a grant propo -- Sorry, I mean, wash dishes.

Posted by: lumpenscholar at July 22, 2008 08:45 AM

Heh :)

Posted by: Cassandra at July 22, 2008 08:50 AM

Maybe I'm just a prude, but I don't get the sex in public places.

I don't think you are a prude.

I don't think that if a couple happen to get caught that rises to the level of moral turpitude, per se, either (frankly). However, I understand why we have those laws. They exist to keep that minority of folks who would otherwise insist on 'performance art' down at the local Safeway under wraps.

Personally I really do not give a rat's ass if some couple sneak off at the beach (hopefully at night!) or in a park. Humans are adventurous and I don't really care all that much. It really just comes down to consideration and common sense - I don't want to stumble across something that will result in having to bleach my eyeballs and I assume most people would just as soon not be embarrassed so if you simply can't wait, exercise a little discretion and consideration for your fellow humans.

IOW, seeing a pair of feet under a blanket or in the sand dunes shouldn't freak anyone out, but Pile's park bench example makes you wonder what went wrong with natural selection.

And for heaven's sake, stay out of the bathrooms. That is just gross.

Posted by: Cassandra at July 22, 2008 09:00 AM

*drops out of daze*

"They admitted to getting carried away after drinking too much.

Hmmmm.... That happens to us in the kitchen all the time :p"

May I ask you what you're drinkin'? =8^|

Posted by: bt_checking-the-rape-&-pillage-handbook_hun at July 22, 2008 09:03 AM

Maybe I'm just a prude, but I don't get the sex in public places.

Moi, I do not evain get the sex een *prah-vait* places.

The bumm-air, I tell to you...

Posted by: Bill le T at July 22, 2008 09:20 AM

Oh, Mr. Bill, you're SO dead...

Posted by: Miss Ladybug at July 22, 2008 10:25 AM

"Moi, I do not evain get the sex een *prah-vait* places."
Monsieur! Eff ju ar naught haveen ze sezx in zee privit plazeez, zeen ju ar naught deweng et rhitth!

Posted by: Inspector Jacques Clouseau at July 22, 2008 11:02 AM

I must admit, the libertarian in me agrees with Cass here. As long as you're not infringing on someone else's life, liberty or property, I could care less what you do. As long as you are not "performing" in front of minors, or somewhere minors might stumble, then I don't care what two consenting adults do. I might not want to see it, but I have the right to not look.

This of course is contigent on the fact that they TRY and be discrete. The pool table in a bar (somewhere children are not likely to be) is not discrete, and personally, I'd be appalled at their sense of decorum (or lack thereof).

In my youth, I must confess to 'foolin around' with my best girl in what might be considered a 'public place', but the middle of the woods isn't really 'public' for the most part. Wise? Not really, but youthful exuberance overrides wisdom for better or worse. Is it something I'd do now? HA! Are you kidding?

And finally, I'm going to gloat over the fact that I am currently enjoying a much needed vacation in Lake Tahoe, and the weather is absolutely gorgeous!

Posted by: MikeD at July 23, 2008 12:29 AM

If they were going to be 'discreet' then why do it in public in the first place? Behind closed doors usually means one's domicile or a hotel room, fergoodnesssake.

You're in Lake Tahoe? I am glad for you and your lovely weather.

Posted by: Cricket at July 23, 2008 12:39 AM

Oh, Mr. Bill, you're SO dead...

*sigh*

Line forms to the right...

Posted by: BillT at July 23, 2008 01:40 AM

...zeen ju ar naught deweng et rhitth!

Ev-air trah to find une cabine pénitentielle een Iraq?

Posted by: BillT at July 23, 2008 03:59 AM

Oh. Dear. Lord. Mike.

*Must* you go identifying me with Livid Terriers? :p

Posted by: There Goes the Neighborhood at July 23, 2008 05:26 AM

Wasn't Lake Tahoe the one that had its water visibility adulterated by all that algae and "green" shat people wanted to put in it for environmental reasons?

Before, the lake was a pristine and sterile place with nothing much living in it, thus you could see clear to the bottom. Now, life has adulterated the great view.

Oh well, that's what life does. Which is why the environmentalists find human life so particularly annoying...

Posted by: Ymarsakar at July 23, 2008 12:34 PM

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