When my eldest son and his wife were living in a cottage on our property about 2 years ago, they both disappeared one afternoon for about an hour. When they both re-appeared we asked where they went because they both just vanished.
Their excuse was that they were looking for the “Blue Tooth Dongle”. Now I have no idea if a “Blue Tooth Dongle” was indeed involved but it has become a family in-house joke that when talking about sex, we refer to looking for the “Blue Tooth Dongle”.
Men are able to associate any word or event with having sex. This afternoon is no different……
Son no 3 is at a friends house today – apparently doing a school project. He said he would SMS me when I should collect him – should be around 3-4pm.
It is now 3pm – and it has just been suggested by Hubby that we venture down to the bedroom for a quick game of Coitus Interruptus. I said what do you mean… And apparently this is how it works:
We go down to the bedroom and do the nasty while waiting for the SMS. If we are lucky, we will be done before the SMS arrives. If we are not, then Coitus Interruptus is declared.
Men are such perverts!