I'm back, baby!

Mar 23, 2007 21:46

So to get to Marina I had to drive down the 46. If you're not familiar with Middle/Southern California highways, I will tell you that the 46 is the most barren, desolate, and forsaken stretch of highway ever wrought by man or beast. After about fifteen minutes on it, your god(s) will appear before you and say, "omg doodz your drive is gonna suck LOL."

It's unenjoyable.

Staying awake despite the mind-numbing boredom required caffeinated candy and loud, off-key singing. For amusement on the way up, I kept an eye out for natural structures that resembled naughty bits (anyone who's lived in a hilly area can tell you that vaginas are pretty easy to spot; well-formed and realistic boobs are harder to see than you might think, and trying to find a naturally-occurring penis, well...). On the way back I made a list of my turn-ons. Totally alliterative. With four categories.

Like I said, on the 46 you get desperate for stimulus.



Maidens Making Music:
Damsels dancing
Broads in bands
Girls with guitars
Coquettes on keyboards
Babes on bass
Dames drumming
Sisters singing

Women With Weaponry:
Girls with guns
Ladies with longbows
Babes with bombs
Damsels with daggers
Madams with missiles
Sheilas with swords
(And even occasionally the androgynous and armed!)

Girl Geeks:
Femmes on forums
Broads with brains
Babes with books
Ladies in the library
Coquettes on computers
Gals in glasses
Maidens with memory sticks

(There's also a "Betties in Bondage" section [which, believe it or not, does not include "damsels in distress"], but for the sake of my more delicate readers that one is only available by special request.)
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