Sex & Rush Limbaugh
Any cruise ship worth its bilge is obligated to play a version of the Newlywed Game. And every cruise director is obligated to ask, “Where is the most unusual place you ever had sex?” … to be answered by someone who thinks the joke has never been heard before, “In the butt.” Yes, this is the cleaned-up version appropriate to the Holland America crowd vs those animals on Carnival.
The best answer I ever heard to this question was when an octogenarian grinned at his equally grizzled wife and piped, “ON THE ROBERT E. LEE.” Loved that.
So, ok, where is the most unusual place? Well, there was that time trying to avoid all three gear shifts in a Willys Jeep. And on hotel floors in Trust House Fortes throughout England due to incredibly bad beds (no wonder the whole nation has the reputation of being a bit odd about sex). But I guess I don’t remember any trapezes or airplane restrooms or tumbling through the air like a couple of eagles. The Mister and I have apparently been pretty unimaginative sorts.
But one thing I know. Watching our new First Couple bill and coo, well, huzza, huzza. There’re some stories to tell there. Now I admit that the way he dances is proof that he is half white. Other than two left feet, though, he’s just about perfect.
I’m so thrilled with this new administration that I am going to go easy on Rush Limbaugh for saying today that he hopes Obama fails. Rush, you are definitely not worth your bilge. Or my time of day.
