Post Partum Blahs

Hey folks…I want to again thank all of you who stopped yesterday, to wish me a Happy Birthday. I am feeling a bit of indifference today, and I have to take my son to the orthodontist later, so I am posting something from the Bagwine Archives. I will be lurking around today and will be back for Stream of Consciousness Friday tomorrow. I hope you enjoy this Bagwine Classic from September 29, 2006…Cheers!!

Oh hell yeah, it’s Friday again. Shortly the Rose will be flowin’, I’ll be glowin’, and my buzz will be growin’. I will even be having sex all weekend because I have changed the rules. You see, sex is just a word, and I have changed the definition. I mean why can’t I? Who gave the person the right to call full contact naked mutual stimulation, “sex”. Who gave the guy who called sex what it is, the right to do so? And yes ladies, it was a guy who named it that. If a woman had named it, it would be called something else, like passion play, rolling in rose petals, or god forbid, making love. Of course, had it been Rachel Ray who named the action, she would have called it, “Making a Thirty Minute Meal.”

I have decided to redefine the action of “have, had, or having sex” as “eat, ate, or eating a meal”. The advantages are endless. When someone asks me, “How many days a week do you have sex?”, I could respond by saying, “everyday.” Just think of how studly I would appear. I could do interviews.

Joe: How many times a day do you have sex Matt-Man?

Matt-Man: Twice a day during the week and three times a day during the weekend.

Joe: Holy Crap!! Don’t you get tired?

Matt-Man: Nope, it actually gives me more energy.

Joe: Wow…Have you ever had sex in public?

Matt-Man: Oh sure...Wedding receptions, wakes, football games, and even next to the hot dog vendor cart downtown.

Joe: Incredible. I wish I had your nerve. Hell, I panicked when my girlfriend tried to get me to do it in a restaurant one time…Just couldn’t do it. YOU da Man.

Matt-Man: Oh damn Joe, you gotta have sex in a restaurant. I have great experiences with having sex in restaurants, especially if the prices are reasonable.

Joe: Um…prices?...okay. Have you had sex with a lot of different partners?

Matt-Man: Who hasn’t? I’ve had sex with many different women, men; sometimes I even have sex with my cat, because she won’t stop begging me. I really miss the times I had sex with Mom and Dad. And it was even better when the whole family came.

Joe: Good God, man, you’re a freak, if not a criminal.

Matt-Man: Well, then put me in prison. I’ll have sex there everyday, as well.

Yes my definition change will make me the toast of the town. Now, does anyone want to meet for lunch at Pizza Hut and have sex with me? On a far more ugly note. A disturbing thought just popped into my mind as I was re-reading this, the thought of Rachel Ray having sex. Would she turn to her lover and say, “Hey, you want to go to bed and fill my garbage bowl?” If things were a little tight would she ask her man, “Damn honey, could you put a little EVOO on it?” Of course she’d be giggling the whole time…..Ewwwwwwww.

And it’s not just her, all of the Food Network celebs would be icky. Look at Emeril. I can hear him being smooth by saying, “Hey baby, in the mood for a little essence of Emeril?” And the whole time he was doing it he would be bellowing out, “BAM, BAM, BAM”. Freaky.

Giada DeLaurentis may be cute, but for some reason I can hear her saying, “Trust me honey, that’s just parmigiano reggiano down there.” Why do I do this to myself, gross!! I guess I do it because I’m going to hell, and as they say, you’re all going with me.Well folks enjoy the weekend, spend it with someone you love, and when you sit down to dinner, have great sex. Cheers….

And Now Our Multiple Moment of Motto…

Washington: “Come for the Gorp, Stay for the Birkenstocks”

Virginia: “Macaca”