Had I not been on "blog vacation" last week, I'd have linked this already: Michelle imagines what it must be sound like when two biological anthropologists get together and talk dirty. I'm reminded of two things: that episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation when Data writes a horrible poem for his cat (read it here), and that scene in When Harry Met Sally... in which Harry expresses his skepticism that carnal relations are possible with a man named Sheldon (the first quote under the movie title here).
The personal blog of author Kelly Sedinger, chronicling the adventures of one overalls-clad wanderer.
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