The Cunnilinguist: a blog about a married couple.
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The most important thing
We saw Marc Maron’s new-ish HBO special, which I liked a lot. He has a bit, presented as a true story, where he’s at a diner with his “demented dad.” Quoting him. His dad has some form of dementia, memories are fading, but it’s intermittent and he still carries on conversations fine most of the…
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My wife screamed …
… and I was genuinely wondering what the neighbors might think. I mean she really belted–it was loud and it was long. We live in the suburbs but our bedroom is on one side of the house, maybe 35 feet from the next house over, so their kitchen and living space are right there. It…
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Sober fucking plus lots of non-sober fucking
I have so much to add. I’ve been cagey about how many kids we have and exactly how old; the truth is that as of this fall, none of them live in the house with us as their primary residence. We are empty nesters. What that means is we can go on grown-up vacations, just…
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It’s not medicine
I’ve mentioned many times probably (when I’m not high I’ll look them up) that I don’t really trust the amount of THC listed on the edibles/tinctures we buy, and honestly we don’t treat this stuff as medicine. Let me prove there is an issue. These are all from one pack of 15: These are the…
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The Dentist
Not too long ago, after a pretty good night, including, if I recall, some deepthroat, she went to the dentist the next day. Has your dentist ever looked deep into your mouth and said “hmm, your throat looks good”? Because I go to the same dentist and he’s never remarked upon the condition of my…