When I think about the Millrose Games, I think of Madison Square Garden. And when I think of Madison Square Garden, I think of backseat sex. [don’t worry… news article: totally SFW] And when I think of backseat sex, I think of crippling humiliation, an accidental elbow to the face, your nose gurgling blood like one of those chocolate fountains all over the interior of your dad’s car, and the sudden shame of a policeman’s flashlight. No sir, it’s just cold in here and you suddenly made me very nervous.
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