Bungee jumping and sex

You know how magazines covers have blurbs of text on them? Well, I get tons of magazines in the office and you see all kinds of crazy shit on them.

This month, on the cover of Femina - "Bungee jumping and sex. Yes there's a connect."

What??? How could there be a connect between bungee jumping and sex? Well, I dunno... strange eh? Yeah.. well.. ok... maybe, there's one thing in common. 

When I jumped in 2006, 10 seconds in to the jump, my bungee cord had fully stretched out.  At that moment, it felt like the cord was slipping off my ankle. 

In a totally unrelated incident, one time, it felt like my condom was slipping off my dangle. 

Worst kinda weekend

When you have 3 days off and you know you're not stepping outta town. 

Mine or yours

10 pm. 

Dinner - check. Fluffing pillows - check. Pulling out blankets - check. Keeping remotes and mobiles within arms reach - check. Most importantly, keeping a slab of dark chocolate between us - check. Unwrapping it - check. We're both supposed to be on a diet by the way. 

After 3 pieces each. 

She - Thats enough. 

Me - No I want more.

She - You're supposed to be on a diet you know...

Me - Yeah but I've hurt my ankle and I need all the energy I can get. 

She - Ok if you're having, give me also a piece.

Me - What about your diet?

She - Yeah i know, but I don't want you to finish my share ok... It was my slab in the first place. 

Licking fingers - check.

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That was my side of the story. For her side of the story click here.