Monday, April 8, 2024

I Would Not Write Home About It

 


An extract from a young woman’s diary after a one-night stand:

Not very exciting. He had a fair-sized member, but nothing to write home about. That’s funny. Nothing to write home about. Imagine me writing to Mummy and Daddy to tell them that I had just been to bed with a man who was hung like a donkey! We use so many expressions without considering their literal meaning. Anyway, he was nice enough but nothing exceptional. Certainly not the knight in shining armour.


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