I've heard independent confirmation on the guacamole-orgy connection.
Wait, really? That's not just a silly picture? I assumed that it was a picture of the horrors of "the weed" that happened to randomly have chips and dip on the side.
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I've heard independent confirmation on the guacamole-orgy connection.
Wait, really? That's not just a silly picture? I assumed that it was a picture of the horrors of "the weed" that happened to randomly have chips and dip on the side.
Oh that's just a silly picture, sure. But I have heard stories. Okay, story singular. But it did involve an orgy and a gal with a bowl of guacamole. And a couple other people who, up until that moment, had never understood the erotic possibilities of guacamole. True fax, mang.
And a couple other people who, up until that moment, had never understood the erotic possibilities of guacamole.
Okay, I love avocados but I don't love avocados.
Their kink seems entirely consensual, so yay them? But ... I don't get it.
Not even a tiny bit?
I mean, you'd cuddle, right? Maybe a little "over the peel"?
I am not that kind of omnivore.
Sexual uses for guacamole figured in an SG-1 fic I read back in the day.
Sexual uses for guacamole figured in an SG-1 fic I read back in the day.
Bwuh?
Great.
Now I'm picturing T'ealc in ways I would rather not.
Sexual uses for guacamole figured in an SG-1 fic I read back in the day.
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I'm still feeling kind of lousy today. TCG is going to be gone most of the day on a hike, which I cannot do. So, now I'm trying to figure out what I ca do with my day that will make me feel better.
I'm trying to figure out the sexual uses for guacamole thing but I keep coming back to how unpleasant the onions and garlic would be on sensitive skin. Ouch. Clearly my non-vanilla trends are still in the baking aisle.
I do not at all understand the guac as aphrodisiac thing. Instead, I'm choosing to think about the fact that it is almost 10 and I'm still in bed. I love Saturday mornings.