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Written by admin on 30 December 2011
“Sting said that about hours of tantric sex 21 years ago. He has just turned 60, and I imagine the tantric tale will carry on going until he drops. Do u know who I blame 4 that? Bob Geldof. Him and Sting had gone to do an interview with a rock journalist, and the interview turned into a drinking session. At one point, the journalist questioned how long they could go 4, and Geldof said he was a three-minute man, but, as Sting did yoga, he could probably go 4 hours. And Sting said ‘Well, haven’t u heard of tantric sex?’ So Sting clarified that it is all about being intimate, about caring 4 your partner, really engaging in intimacy b4 u, u know … have sex. And that’s the premise of tantra, really. It’s simply engagement with your partner.”
And there u have it, folks. Sting is not the self-proclaimed sex god that he professed to be decades ago. It was a misspeak and a gradual series of events that made half of the world’s population want to ride atop Sting’s Tantric Golden Stinger. Sorry to burst your bubble, guys, but it’s just not right.
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Written by admin on 30 December 2011
“Sting said that about hours of tantric sex 21 years ago. He has just turned 60, and I imagine the tantric tale will carry on going until he drops. Do u know who I blame 4 that? Bob Geldof. Him and Sting had gone to do an interview with a rock journalist, and the interview turned into a drinking session. At one point, the journalist questioned how long they could go 4, and Geldof said he was a three-minute man, but, as Sting did yoga, he could probably go 4 hours. And Sting said ‘Well, haven’t u heard of tantric sex?’ So Sting clarified that it is all about being intimate, about caring 4 your partner, really engaging in intimacy b4 u, u know … have sex. And that’s the premise of tantra, really. It’s simply engagement with your partner.”
And there u have it, folks. Sting is not the self-proclaimed sex god that he professed to be decades ago. It was a misspeak and a gradual series of events that made half of the world’s population want to ride atop Sting’s Tantric Golden Stinger. Sorry to burst your bubble, guys, but it’s just not right.
Tags: being-intimate, journalist, sting, tantric-golden
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Written by admin on 30 December 2011
“Sting said that about hours of tantric sex 21 years ago. He has just turned 60, and I imagine the tantric tale will carry on going until he drops. Do u know who I blame 4 that? Bob Geldof. Him and Sting had gone to do an interview with a rock journalist, and the interview turned into a drinking session. At one point, the journalist questioned how long they could go 4, and Geldof said he was a three-minute man, but, as Sting did yoga, he could probably go 4 hours. And Sting said ‘Well, haven’t u heard of tantric sex?’ So Sting clarified that it is all about being intimate, about caring 4 your partner, really engaging in intimacy b4 u, u know … have sex. And that’s the premise of tantra, really. It’s simply engagement with your partner.”
And there u have it, folks. Sting is not the self-proclaimed sex god that he professed to be decades ago. It was a misspeak and a gradual series of events that made half of the world’s population want to ride atop Sting’s Tantric Golden Stinger. Sorry to burst your bubble, guys, but it’s just not right.
Tags: gradual-series, interview, partner, really-engaging, rock-journalist, sting, stinger-sorry, tantric, trudie-styler
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Written by admin on 30 December 2011
“Sting said that about hours of tantric sex 21 years ago. He has just turned 60, and I imagine the tantric tale will carry on going until he drops. Do u know who I blame 4 that? Bob Geldof. Him and Sting had gone to do an interview with a rock journalist, and the interview turned into a drinking session. At one point, the journalist questioned how long they could go 4, and Geldof said he was a three-minute man, but, as Sting did yoga, he could probably go 4 hours. And Sting said ‘Well, haven’t u heard of tantric sex?’ So Sting clarified that it is all about being intimate, about caring 4 your partner, really engaging in intimacy b4 u, u know … have sex. And that’s the premise of tantra, really. It’s simply engagement with your partner.”
And there u have it, folks. Sting is not the self-proclaimed sex god that he professed to be decades ago. It was a misspeak and a gradual series of events that made half of the world’s population want to ride atop Sting’s Tantric Golden Stinger. Sorry to burst your bubble, guys, but it’s just not right.
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Written by admin on 30 December 2011
“Sting said that about hours of tantric sex 21 years ago. He has just turned 60, and I imagine the tantric tale will carry on going until he drops. Do u know who I blame 4 that? Bob Geldof. Him and Sting had gone to do an interview with a rock journalist, and the interview turned into a drinking session. At one point, the journalist questioned how long they could go 4, and Geldof said he was a three-minute man, but, as Sting did yoga, he could probably go 4 hours. And Sting said ‘Well, haven’t u heard of tantric sex?’ So Sting clarified that it is all about being intimate, about caring 4 your partner, really engaging in intimacy b4 u, u know … have sex. And that’s the premise of tantra, really. It’s simply engagement with your partner.”
And there u have it, folks. Sting is not the self-proclaimed sex god that he professed to be decades ago. It was a misspeak and a gradual series of events that made half of the world’s population want to ride atop Sting’s Tantric Golden Stinger. Sorry to burst your bubble, guys, but it’s just not right.
Tags: carry-on-going, interview, intimacy-before, partner, premise, rock-journalist, stinger-sorry, tantric-sex, the-journalist
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Written by admin on 30 December 2011
I shouldn’t say this—I shouldn’t!—but in my everyday life, I make constant, consistent jokes at Zooey Deschanel‘s expense.
I don’t know! Recently I tripped over a toy piano and crashed into a tower of yet-unfiled CDs, and I joked I was the “Zooey of Dick Van Dykes.”
Maybe I joke about her because I was a huge Matt Ward fan back in college and now I feel wistful about She and Him. Maybe it’s because I am a natural blonde with dark-dyed hair who dreams of playing the uke and having fantastic bangs. Maybe it’s because I really do play a lap zither and not-on-purpose talk out the corner of my mouth. Maybe it’s because I’m sort of infantilized (not in the adult-diaper way, jerks), u know, just generally and unattractively helpless when it comes to changing lightbulbs on high ceilings. This sort of thing is not really adorable unless u r a well-known actress and singer, unfortunately.
I also know that if I ever say to my friend Robyn “U’re like a Zooey!” she’ll start yelling in public angrily. Especially if I specify, “Your singing sounds a small like the Zooey cotton commercial.” Oooh, poor Robyn. She despises when I say things like that, but 4 real, Robyn has fantastic dyed-dark bangs.
Yeah, OK, I know we like Zooey around here, but it’s still a lot of fun to make up Zooey Zingers, particularly when I am sitting anywhere near my friend Robyn. But why am I so mean? Why, when Zooey played one of my favorite characters in one of my favorite movies?
Anyway, this time I can’t crack wise about Zooey at all. It’s very frustrating. Here she is with Joseph Gordon-Levitt, and they make gorgeous music together. Seriously.
I mean, I want to be cruelly dismissive and apathetic; I really do want to act like quirky, winning charm has zero effect on my stone heart. It’s all lies. U’ll like this.
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Written by admin on 30 December 2011
I shouldn’t say this—I shouldn’t!—but in my everyday life, I make constant, consistent jokes at Zooey Deschanel‘s expense.
I don’t know! Recently I tripped over a toy piano and crashed into a tower of yet-unfiled CDs, and I joked I was the “Zooey of Dick Van Dykes.”
Maybe I joke about her because I was a huge Matt Ward fan back in college and now I feel wistful about She and Him. Maybe it’s because I am a natural blonde with dark-dyed hair who dreams of playing the uke and having fantastic bangs. Maybe it’s because I really do play a lap zither and not-on-purpose talk out the corner of my mouth. Maybe it’s because I’m sort of infantilized (not in the adult-diaper way, jerks), u know, just generally and unattractively helpless when it comes to changing lightbulbs on high ceilings. This sort of thing is not really adorable unless u r a well-known actress and singer, unfortunately.
I also know that if I ever say to my friend Robyn “U’re like a Zooey!” she’ll start yelling in public angrily. Especially if I specify, “Your singing sounds a small like the Zooey cotton commercial.” Oooh, poor Robyn. She despises when I say things like that, but 4 real, Robyn has fantastic dyed-dark bangs.
Yeah, OK, I know we like Zooey around here, but it’s still a lot of fun to make up Zooey Zingers, particularly when I am sitting anywhere near my friend Robyn. But why am I so mean? Why, when Zooey played one of my favorite characters in one of my favorite movies?
Anyway, this time I can’t crack wise about Zooey at all. It’s very frustrating. Here she is with Joseph Gordon-Levitt, and they make gorgeous music together. Seriously.
I mean, I want to be cruelly dismissive and apathetic; I really do want to act like quirky, winning charm has zero effect on my stone heart. It’s all lies. U’ll like this.
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Written by admin on 30 December 2011
I shouldn’t say this—I shouldn’t!—but in my everyday life, I make constant, consistent jokes at Zooey Deschanel‘s expense.
I don’t know! Recently I tripped over a toy piano and crashed into a tower of yet-unfiled CDs, and I joked I was the “Zooey of Dick Van Dykes.”
Maybe I joke about her because I was a huge Matt Ward fan back in college and now I feel wistful about She and Him. Maybe it’s because I am a natural blonde with dark-dyed hair who dreams of playing the uke and having fantastic bangs. Maybe it’s because I really do play a lap zither and not-on-purpose talk out the corner of my mouth. Maybe it’s because I’m sort of infantilized (not in the adult-diaper way, jerks), u know, just generally and unattractively helpless when it comes to changing lightbulbs on high ceilings. This sort of thing is not really adorable unless u r a well-known actress and singer, unfortunately.
I also know that if I ever say to my friend Robyn “U’re like a Zooey!” she’ll start yelling in public angrily. Especially if I specify, “Your singing sounds a small like the Zooey cotton commercial.” Oooh, poor Robyn. She despises when I say things like that, but 4 real, Robyn has fantastic dyed-dark bangs.
Yeah, OK, I know we like Zooey around here, but it’s still a lot of fun to make up Zooey Zingers, particularly when I am sitting anywhere near my friend Robyn. But why am I so mean? Why, when Zooey played one of my favorite characters in one of my favorite movies?
Anyway, this time I can’t crack wise about Zooey at all. It’s very frustrating. Here she is with Joseph Gordon-Levitt, and they make gorgeous music together. Seriously.
I mean, I want to be cruelly dismissive and apathetic; I really do want to act like quirky, winning charm has zero effect on my stone heart. It’s all lies. U’ll like this.
Tags: friend, time
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Written by admin on 30 December 2011
I shouldn’t say this—I shouldn’t!—but in my everyday life, I make constant, consistent jokes at Zooey Deschanel‘s expense.
I don’t know! Recently I tripped over a toy piano and crashed into a tower of yet-unfiled CDs, and I joked I was the “Zooey of Dick Van Dykes.”
Maybe I joke about her because I was a huge Matt Ward fan back in college and now I feel wistful about She and Him. Maybe it’s because I am a natural blonde with dark-dyed hair who dreams of playing the uke and having fantastic bangs. Maybe it’s because I really do play a lap zither and not-on-purpose talk out the corner of my mouth. Maybe it’s because I’m sort of infantilized (not in the adult-diaper way, jerks), u know, just generally and unattractively helpless when it comes to changing lightbulbs on high ceilings. This sort of thing is not really adorable unless u r a well-known actress and singer, unfortunately.
I also know that if I ever say to my friend Robyn “U’re like a Zooey!” she’ll start yelling in public angrily. Especially if I specify, “Your singing sounds a small like the Zooey cotton commercial.” Oooh, poor Robyn. She despises when I say things like that, but 4 real, Robyn has fantastic dyed-dark bangs.
Yeah, OK, I know we like Zooey around here, but it’s still a lot of fun to make up Zooey Zingers, particularly when I am sitting anywhere near my friend Robyn. But why am I so mean? Why, when Zooey played one of my favorite characters in one of my favorite movies?
Anyway, this time I can’t crack wise about Zooey at all. It’s very frustrating. Here she is with Joseph Gordon-Levitt, and they make gorgeous music together. Seriously.
I mean, I want to be cruelly dismissive and apathetic; I really do want to act like quirky, winning charm has zero effect on my stone heart. It’s all lies. U’ll like this.
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Written by admin on 30 December 2011
I shouldn’t say this—I shouldn’t!—but in my everyday life, I make constant, consistent jokes at Zooey Deschanel‘s expense.
I don’t know! Recently I tripped over a toy piano and crashed into a tower of yet-unfiled CDs, and I joked I was the “Zooey of Dick Van Dykes.”
Maybe I joke about her because I was a huge Matt Ward fan back in college and now I feel wistful about She and Him. Maybe it’s because I am a natural blonde with dark-dyed hair who dreams of playing the uke and having fantastic bangs. Maybe it’s because I really do play a lap zither and not-on-purpose talk out the corner of my mouth. Maybe it’s because I’m sort of infantilized (not in the adult-diaper way, jerks), u know, just generally and unattractively helpless when it comes to changing lightbulbs on high ceilings. This sort of thing is not really adorable unless u r a well-known actress and singer, unfortunately.
I also know that if I ever say to my friend Robyn “U’re like a Zooey!” she’ll start yelling in public angrily. Especially if I specify, “Your singing sounds a small like the Zooey cotton commercial.” Oooh, poor Robyn. She despises when I say things like that, but 4 real, Robyn has fantastic dyed-dark bangs.
Yeah, OK, I know we like Zooey around here, but it’s still a lot of fun to make up Zooey Zingers, particularly when I am sitting anywhere near my friend Robyn. But why am I so mean? Why, when Zooey played one of my favorite characters in one of my favorite movies?
Anyway, this time I can’t crack wise about Zooey at all. It’s very frustrating. Here she is with Joseph Gordon-Levitt, and they make gorgeous music together. Seriously.
I mean, I want to be cruelly dismissive and apathetic; I really do want to act like quirky, winning charm has zero effect on my stone heart. It’s all lies. U’ll like this.
Tags: adult, everyday, friend, like-the-zooey, natural-blonde, playing-the-uke, time, zooey, zooey-deschanel, zooey-zingers
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