So I've joined some sexy adult dating sites and am having fun meeting some wonderfully open, twisted, free, loving, horny, odd, sultry and fascinatingly titillating folks...
I'm sure I'll post more about some of them here...but tonight I wanted to share with you a fun little comment I added to one of their blog postings. Not that it is oh so brilliant but I had fun writing it and figured I'd share here...
She is a blogger who has been told she is sexiest when she gets all philosophical...sounds like Miss Mary to me...though I've never felt the sting of this girl's hand...I somehow feel you are peas from a similarly twisted pod...so I introduced myself to her by way of the following...
"Stumbled on your profile and adore it. What I wouldn't give to sidle up to you and Hegel you up and down. I'd slowly slip my Sartre into your glistening Schopenhauer. You'd be all Ayn Rand-y by the time I tied you with your own Lyotard, pressing your voluptuous Hobbes down tight, until you practically Deleuzed all over yourself. I'd John Locke your ankles to the bedposts, you little Husserl, so you couldn't resist my throbbing Spinoza. 'Heidegger, Heidegger' you'd scream as I had taken sexy pictures with my hidden Camus. Perhaps, my friends would drop by and watch me de Beauvoir you repeatedly and even Chomsky you themselves with their mammoth Aquinas before we'd Descartes you across the room, to the big bed and Derrida you like you deserve. It wouldn't take much G.E. Moore before you'd uncontrollably scream 'Foucault me, NOW!'"
Aristotle, my ass...
(please)
