Have you ever had sex in a hotel? You think those were new sheets?
Okaaaaaaaaaaaay - breaking my happy little carefully-constructed "lalalalalala" about sleeping in hotel beds.
Eugh!!! Also, totally cheating, this mile-high thing.
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Have you ever had sex in a hotel? You think those were new sheets?
Okaaaaaaaaaaaay - breaking my happy little carefully-constructed "lalalalalala" about sleeping in hotel beds.
Eugh!!! Also, totally cheating, this mile-high thing.
I think the proximity to the pilot is what gives me the creeps. I mean, having sex on a plane is supposed to be something you do on the sly, not something everyone on the plane knows about and is in fact helping you with. (Renting a hotel room for sex differs in that, even if the staff knows exactly what's going on, they're not going to be waiting outside the door for you to finish so they can put the sheets in a bag for you to take home.)
you get to keep your sheets as a souvenir of this special event
Um, no thanks?
You think those were new sheets?
They can feel free to keep them and boil the living hell out of them like hotel laundry does. Not that I'll be using their service. I'm waiting for them to start offering Space Shuttle sex trips.
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So how do you say "teaspoon" in Hebrew, Nilly? Just curious.
A co-worker just told me about Mile High Altanta.
That's totally cheating, isn't it?
In a sense, yes, but definitely lowers your risk of being arrested.
Have you ever had sex in a hotel? You think those were new sheets?
Yes I have, and no, I didn't think they were new sheets. I tried not to think about it too much, because GROSS!
The thought of the pilot being RIGHT OVER THERE squicks me A WHOLE LOT.
Again, me and Jessica right there in each other';s brains.
Heh. Remember the Monk episode where he brought in those blood/bodily fluid scanners to check out the hotel room? Euggh.
Yeah, I just e-mailed you with the full story.
Gotcha. Pulling up my inbox, even though work is currently spanking my ass like a bad domestic discipline story. My inbox is frightening, and I'm thinking about making people fight cage matches for the right to set my priority list. I mean, I don't care what gets done when...
Yes I have, and no, I didn't think they were new sheets. I tried not to think about it too much, because GROSS!
They're laundered. I really don't get the twitch here.
Also, at least hotel sheets are usually white, so I can hope they've been well-bleached. And then NOT THINK ABOUT IT ANY MORE.
I think the proximity to the pilot is what gives me the creeps. I mean, having sex on a plane is supposed to be something you do on the sly, not something everyone on the plane knows about and is in fact helping you with.
Yeah, exactly. The whole, "Hi! You ready to have sex now? You have 45 minutes left! Enjoy!!!" thing is creepifying.