Last night I went out on the town in the big city (San Francisco) with a new friend, Rik. We got in some fun dancing, gawking and conversations in my first visit to the Castro district. The dance floor at one place was so packed that it became an experiment to determine the point at which large quantities of human friction reach nuclear levels of energy production. Beyond that claustrophobic bit of fun, the evening was a refreshing dose of the big city. I may head in again this coming weekend for another fix.
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because there’s nothing that amuses me more than hearing your pathetic opinion
Lots of friction? Explosive energy production? Is this one big euphemism for ORGY?
Valette | February 6, 2006 3:53PM