23 February 2006
LOVE: Lonely People Should Have Sex
Dateline: Rubbing Up Against A New Friend On A Local Dance Floor During A Rockabilly Swing Band Concert
Lonely people sometimes get too lonely. They get that lonely person stink on them. They start staring for long moments, muttering to themselves. There is something blech emanating from a lonely person's wrinkled clothes. But there is a way to temporarily get the solitary stench of aloneness off of you. (It is a bit ironical no, that loneliness, the condition thereof, propagates itself insidiously by making lonely people even lonelier because nobody wants to touch their sorry asses.)
At any rate, the one way to dispel loneliness is fornication. Engage in it with somebody in the meantime, somebody you do not want to spend time with more than just to do them. A snack in between lovers. We have all been there: we wait for love and so do not want to bang on just whatever meat is lying around; we want to capture spunky fresh meat that we can dote on.
But if you wait too long you get too solitary smelling, and then love will avoid you like the odor of a bum on a bus. So if you are feeling as sexy as a bag of cold potatoes, it would behoove you to engage in carnal relations with the nearest, most palatable partner.
Make sure you are upfront with people. Let them know that this is intercourse solely for intercourse sake. No need to complicate things. Even bad sex after a concert while you opine about lost lovers will provide enough inoculatory love juice to spruce your sorry ass up a bit.
Post coitus, lonely people will appear less desperate and more attractive to potential lovers. This will allow an opportunity for love to wiggle its way in through lonely persons' back doors, figuratively speaking.
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Lonely people sometimes get too lonely. They get that lonely person stink on them. They start staring for long moments, muttering to themselves. There is something blech emanating from a lonely person's wrinkled clothes. But there is a way to temporarily get the solitary stench of aloneness off of you. (It is a bit ironical no, that loneliness, the condition thereof, propagates itself insidiously by making lonely people even lonelier because nobody wants to touch their sorry asses.)
At any rate, the one way to dispel loneliness is fornication. Engage in it with somebody in the meantime, somebody you do not want to spend time with more than just to do them. A snack in between lovers. We have all been there: we wait for love and so do not want to bang on just whatever meat is lying around; we want to capture spunky fresh meat that we can dote on.
But if you wait too long you get too solitary smelling, and then love will avoid you like the odor of a bum on a bus. So if you are feeling as sexy as a bag of cold potatoes, it would behoove you to engage in carnal relations with the nearest, most palatable partner.
Make sure you are upfront with people. Let them know that this is intercourse solely for intercourse sake. No need to complicate things. Even bad sex after a concert while you opine about lost lovers will provide enough inoculatory love juice to spruce your sorry ass up a bit.
Post coitus, lonely people will appear less desperate and more attractive to potential lovers. This will allow an opportunity for love to wiggle its way in through lonely persons' back doors, figuratively speaking.
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