It’s not money, but sex, that makes the world go round
A friend sent me an email this morning saying she felt like a woman again after having a wonderful night with her new beau. Another friend sent a text message asking if it was okay to just bypass dinner tonight with her date and get down to business.
After a day of being swept in one thousand directions, I drove into the parking lot and my neighbor was sitting on the curb drinking an Abita and I said the pelicans are back and he said I only want one thing and that is to have sex with you. What goes on? I told him, as I have before, subtlety might be his friend.
In an effort to find a reporter because we are maxed out on capacity I asked a colleague to send me some names and she said – I think you are really going to like this guy. And I said great, I really need someone fast. And she said, no, I mean you really will like this guy.
I’m like what goes on? Is anyone not thinking about sex right at this moment?