I was driving past a KFC with Equinom and Yale the other day and…. as often happens when Equinom is in the vicinity… the conversation grasshoppered from premier travel destinations for Thai sex tourists, to what you would have for your last meal on earth.

Equinom informed us that her last meal on earth would be a tray full of Zinger burgers followed by a batch of Mrs Fields White Chocolate and Macadamia cookies.  What????   Ewwww.   Can think of nothing worse ….. of course other than the fact that it is your last day alive of course.  :S     If you were in the position where you knew you were going to consume your last meal on earth…. and hopefully that meal isn’t going to be consumed in an institution where one has had to refrain from picking up the soap for the last 20 years of so …  well I reckon I would hope that my last meal looked a little less like this:

and with a bit of luck and a fair breeze, a helluva lot more like this:

Complete with immaculately turned out, well manicured, well spoken and well coiffed waiter of indeterminate age…. hmmm make that ‘waiterS‘ and ‘ageS‘….   😀  And they will be bringing little tidbits of carefully prepared gourmet delights…. veal scallopini  on wild mushroom risotto….. white chocolate vanilla bean creme brulee……  camembert stuffed chicken breast with avocado and bearnaise sauce…..  rare roasted venison with mushrooms sauteed in truffle oil (oh hell… who am I kidding…. anything with mushrooms!!! 🙂 …..  bourbon pecan pie with double cream vanilla bean icecream and syrup…..  double baked goats cheese souffle with gruyere and sweet onion glaze….. and oh yes…. there ought be Fruit Tingles and guacamole!  🙂

With so many truly deliciously delectable delicacies (that was for you BluddyMary :)….. what could possess anyone to want a zinger burger – let alone a tray full of them – as their last meal on earth is beyond me!   😐
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Every now and then …. someone around here makes a comment about old people having sex.

And it is usually a comment accompanied by the screwings up of the noses and the makings of distasteful noises.  What’s the deal with that?  Why does the idea of older people having sex seem to make people go ‘ewww!’

Personally I hope I’m getting plenty of Wrinkly Sex in about 40 years or so!  Hell… I can think of nothing worse than going without simply cos I’m old!  More wrinkly sex for the people I think…. geriatric, wrinkly,….. “would-you -like-me-to-take-out-my-teeth-Dear?” sex!!!   I have high hopes for one day living in an ‘assisted living’ environment , and sneaking around avoiding the staff…. having surreptitious liaisons with slightly arthritic old guys who may or may not have a full head of hair and maybe some fabulously large gnarled old hands.  Sigh… 🙂  The idea of it is fantastic!  You wouldn’t have to remember their names – they’d just assume you’re senile….  no one would be casting nasturiums on your character – cos no one gives a shit about your virtue!!!  Who cares?  You’re old!!!    And all this in addition to the benefits of being able to sit around and shock your grandkids with stories of what you got up to when you were a young’n!!!  That’s so gonna be loads of fun!!!!

Bring on the ‘fuck-tons’ of Kinky Wrinky Sex I say!

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