Oh, yes. Sex + Me = Yeah, baby! Right there. Uh huh. That's right! My gorgeous and virile Tool Man is super excited that it's on the agenda, and has been taunting me with it for days! It's so on, baby!
It's not like I NEED taunting. No! I am super ready for this. I've thought about what I'm going to do, and the words I'll say to bring it to the satisfaction I've craved for so long.
I figure "One for the 7:10 showing, please," should be the line that brings it. Especially since I plan to say it in a voice that is equal parts whispering and giggly.
Proudly among the cult, I've waited for the release of Sex and The City forever. Good lord, my girlfriend and I were on the phone this morning trying to decide if we'd dress up for this amazing event. In the end, we decided we live in the Midwestern suburbs. We wouldn't know how to dress up if we had to.
In case you're wondering, and why wouldn't you be, for those of you in the know about this show, I am, according to multiple online SATC character quizzes, very much like Charlotte York. The results of one of the quizzes (I took many to see if I'd ever come up like Samantha. Alas, and yet surprising, no...), says I'm "a lady in every sense of the word. You are pretty, kind and hopeful. Everything you do and say is without a hidden agenda and you believe that everyone has a soul mate. You are an eternal optimist and everyone you know can't help but smile when you're around."
I know, right! I mean, it was so nice of them to call me pretty, kind and hopeful that I kind of teared up and then was all, "Call me pretty again while Momma finds something slow for us to dance to, Victim I Am Stalking."
When I told Tool Man there was going to be sex tonight, he was understandably excited, because see above. You can't help but smile when I'm around! However, he got especially giddy when I told them that I'd be bringing other women into it. And perhaps a few men. Cute, caring, loving men who are either (A) thrilled by women, (B) catering to women, or (C) confused and unsure if they like women that way.
In the end I think the bulk of his excitement rests in the fact that, while I'm out tonight living the magic (and who cares if it sucks but I don't want to know for I've read no reviews yet because I want surprises and magic and bliss!), he'll get to sit here quietly and watch Battlestar Galactica in peace
So, really, I think we both end up very, very satisfies. Oh, yeah, baby! That's right!
(fyi, if you do an image search for Sex And The City, hmm, you get pictures of lots of things that rhyme with "city." Just sayin'.)
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