I'll drink to that.

Would solve a lot of problems though.

It would create new ones: boredom, and the state of being like borg.

Question. If someone was in a threesome and found it incredibly fun, exciting, good, whatever, then why would they want to go back to a twosome? I'm probably missing something here but it just strikes me as a bit odd.

And what Strike Witch said.

And whoever is easily distracted after sex has never had interesting pillow talk.

Because a threesome is like Disneyland. It's fun every second you're there, but you can only go there like once a year. Unless of course you live right next to Disneyland in which case you're a very lucky SOB.

And the only interesting talk I've had with my pillow after sex was the mumbling of an almost in audible 'no... go away... tired...' after my gf has the nerve to ask for a glass of water after letting me be on top for almost an hour straight. Followed by lots of ZzZzZz's

Interesting? Pillow talk? What's this nonsense? Sometimes a cuddle is nice afterwards but there's rarely that much to talk about. It's very rare that "how was it for you? ;)" hasn't got an already obvious answer from what was just going on, heh.

I have to agree with STM. Surely just you and just your partner would be more pleasant and less awkard?

But think... there could be TWO vaginas! And FOUR tits! How cool is that?

This place is full of surprises. In my life I've rarely met a healthy male who didn't like the idea of a threesome. Here I come across two. Oh well, more for me.

Edit: Goresplatter gets it.

Don't get me wrong, I like the idea of a threesome. It's just I wouldn't want to do it. The same way there's people I would love to murder, but wouldn't do it.

There are people you would like to murder? There are people I despise, but murder...

As for threesomes, I can understand both points of view. Luckily, given that I'm single, threesomes for me are easy - I don't have to deal with the emotional/relationship aspect that the other two parties might/have to deal with :D

Alcar...

Everything about sex and girls is easy for you, cause you are a dish Alcar. And you're surely also good at chatting girls up ;) I wish I could be like you in this!

A dish?

Dishy = good looking.

Yeas, it means a babe. It's a slang x)

Spoken like someone who never left puberty.

To be honest, it is rather funny. I have absolutely no qualms with walking up to random females and striking up conversation. It's incredibly easy.

However, the same cannot be said for males... :(

Alcar...

I will vouch for this. He asked my female friends MANY awkward questions.

Well, I did it. I've finally told my girlfriend about the appointment I made with the GP to get snipped. She doesn't approve which is understandable, but at the same time I can't help but feel like I shouldn't have told her. But I had to be fair.

So far I've given into putting the idea of the vasectomy on hold to see if I get the maternal tug later on in life, which I feel I will never get. What can I do, people? I don't want to have kids, nor do I want to feel like I'm being guilted into having one but I don't want to strip her of having a child either.

Just note that she isn't to fond of adopting.

Someone has shit all sarcasm detection. Stop being so damned miserable.

You can always have the vasectomy reversed.

Eek... all the thought of little scissors cutting and tying tubes down there makes me wince. I'd just wait instead for the arrival of the MAN-PILL.

For MEN!

EDIT: I really hope they advertise it in such a manner. It will amuse me greatly.

Id take the vasectomy above the pills anytime if I was a guy.
I don't like the idea of pumping my body with hormones... I have been on the pill before though(not that it did any good, since I kept forgetting to take them regularly).

That's interesting, cause my girlfriend and a lot of my female friends seem to describe it as a godsend, in that it helps 'regularity' or some such things. Except for one, when she took it a week longer than she should have so she could set the period back a week before she had to spend some time away from her boyfriend, and ended up having some kind of double-strength period. Sounds (and looked) like a horrible experience, and I didn't even know it was possible.

I honestly couldn't care about pumping anything into my system and yes, DI, that was another thing I told her. She just won't buy it because of increased risk of complications or some shit like that. Also, that's not going to help when I never want kids.

There's no guarantee for return of fertility however.

No way someone is snipping my balls, I might change my mind and want kids afterwards anyway. Never will I get a vasectomy, not even for eleventy billion £...yes I expect someone might pay me to do it.

Well I just had a hell of an evening. All stated when I went out with a friend, we just went out for a walk. Then we went to a pub and he bought me a drink. Then whilst walking around we seen somebody we know at a bus stop, then suddenly a group of friends who were goona get pissed at a river show up. So we join them. Have a few drinks there. Then we move onto a pub. There was a guy in this group of friends I found rather hot. So I go and tell one of my friends that I find him hot and she says to me "He's actually bisexual" so I went up and asked him if it was true and he said yes. So the evening went on and I was chatting him up, things seemed to be going well and then I started hinting at things in which then he got rather giggly and nervous which I found cute. So things started to go more better and I bought him a drink and next thing you know about 5 minutes later there we are making out............

So as the drinks went down I was there having a chat with a friend when suddenly he comes up behind me and his hands are going everywhere so I said "Want something?" and he said "I do" sadly it waesent possible for us to go each others houses, so we walked a friend home all 3 of us drunk (I still am as I type this :D) and then after dropping off our friend we tried to find a spot.

We stopped in the middle of a river and things happened, the result? us two having a good time and my jacket getting covered in leaves and bracnes and all that crap.

Yeah this sounds like a blog, but I thought it would be more appropiate to post it there, never had a clue that just going out for a walk with a friend would turn into that. Had an awesome evening.

Wait what about your boyfriend?

I told you, whilst he's gone were allowed to sleep with others.