Thursday, May 8, 2008

it's probably only unethical if i accept cocaine for services rendered, right?

last night, on the way home from pizza, A1 stops off at the drug dealer. i'm sure you are all fully aware of how rampant the drugs are here in london, so i doubt i'm giving away much by saying that he has a dealer.

we chat for a bit, and i drunkenly bemoan my lack of sex life. the dealer is italian, so naturally i ask him how to say "i fancy anal" in italian. being the perfect gentleman that all drug dealer's are, he teaches me the phrase. but then he thinks about it:

dd: but what if then the man you say it to really wants to have anal sex with you?
me: umm... well i'm hoping he will.
dd: really?
me: uh, yeah. why else would i learn to say it?

today, i get an im from A1: dd wants your phone number. can i give it?

much later, i am still thinking about whether i am desperate enough to have sex with a drug dealer.