A sense of humor can make everything better. Sex isn’t like it is in the movies or in porn. There will be strange and weird and awkward sounds, there might be a silly interruption like the cat or a kid… you might knock heads or trip getting undressed. Sex is funny, foreplay is funny and sometimes you need to just laugh. It will keep things from getting awkward! If you take sex too seriously you aren’t truly enjoying it!
Not to mention a sense of humor can be really sexy no matter what your gender identity is!
this comic is literally my favorite thing on tumblr.
i’ve always said if you can’t laugh with the person you’re having sex with while you’re having sex with them you shouldn’t be having sex with them.
My husband once walked up behind me while i was sitting in the living room just watching t.v…and he put his penis on my shoulder and said “hello..”
THIS WAS HIS SEDUCTION.
THIS WAS HIS IDEA OF HOW TO GET ME INTO BED.
it worked, but not before I laughed for days.
For that last comment.
I always had a ton of weird funky condoms at my place because I volunteered with Planned Parenthood and did a lot of sex education and sex positive work. I literally had no less than like thirty different types of condoms at a time. So when it came time to grabbing a condom it was a grab bag of WHO KNOWS what you’ll end up with.
Long story short, my boyfriend grabs one, puts it on, heat of the moment type thing, a some point we both look down and see it’s an ELECTRIC GREEN condom. Dead pan he looks me straight in the eye and in his best impression goes “HEY HO. KERMIT DEE FROG HERE.” And I COMPLETELY LOST IT.
On a totally different occasion I said “don’t stop” and he sang ALL of Don’t Stop Believing. All of it. All of it. Right then and there. Without stopping.
Literally every time this is reblogged it’s yet another story added that could easily be about Robin and I’s sex life.
well here we are. the time as come. many moons ago i made a promise..
and the forfeit of that promise was that i would wax my legs.
enjoy my pain!
please dont delete this caption
So last summer me and my step mom went to her friends first triathlon. We were just going to take photos for her, but we saw this guy with a crab on his head. It was before the race and we had time. So we walked over to him and asked why there was a crab on his head. He told us: “Last year my daughter committed suicide. She was bullied in school and she had no friends. She felt like there was no one there for her. In her suicide note she said she was sorry, and that it was too late to save her. She had always wanted to be in the olympics for running, so she signed up for the race a month before she died. She cant be here to run it, so i will for her. I want her to know it is never too late, for anything. Its never too late to run a race, or to be saved.”
This 50 year old man is running a triathlon for his daughter to prove it wans’t too late.
1995-2012 Samantha Haring R.I.P
I love this man so much
Mazzi Maz’s advice tho
This is the most emotional post in the history of tumblr
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