I think a trip to Western Russia might be in order.

[SweetWitch]

The Mari

 

[Hard_Rom]

Pagan sex is always better! They make better lovers too!

 

[Hypoxia]

Yes, pagans are more fun than those boring organized-religion folks, as long as they don't tear out your heart and devour it raw. Better if they roast it first, like civilized people.

 

[SweetWitch]

I thought the part about women having sex with the wind was interesting. Women don't get the chance to air out their privates like men do.

 

[Handley_Page]

I thought the part about women having sex with the wind was interesting. Women don't get the chance to air out their privates like men do.

An English beach on a Summer Evening might show you a different view, Molly.

 

[oggbashan]

An English beach on a Summer Evening might show you a different view, Molly.

Or outside a Yorkshire night club in Winter. Brrr!

I visited Llangollen in Wales on a November Saturday evening. The spray from the swollen river was mixing with the falling sleet, yet the young women queuing for the night club would have been underdressed on a warm Summer evening.

 

[SweetWitch]

Or outside a Yorkshire night club in Winter. Brrr!

I visited Llangollen in Wales on a November Saturday evening. The spray from the swollen river was mixing with the falling sleet, yet the young women queuing for the night club would have been underdressed on a warm Summer evening.

That having been said, Russia is not known for its warm climate. Brrr, is right.

 

[Handley_Page]

That having been said, Russia is not known for its warm climate. Brrr, is right.

I hear that Sochi, on the Black Sea coast can be very therapeutic.

 

[Hypoxia]

I hear that Sochi, on the Black Sea coast can be very therapeutic.

Just don't drink the water.

And watch out for pagan women holding long, sharp knives.

Keep your passport close.

 

[SweetWitch]

Just don't drink the water.

And watch out for pagan women holding long, sharp knives.

Keep your passport close.

I love knives.

 

[Hypoxia]

I love knives.

I inherited an actual Bowie knife. I have zero use for it but I may not dispose of an inheritance. I've a nephew into Japanese edged weapons. He looks down on the Bowie knife. Feh.

I ventured into throwing knives in my wasted youth. I insulted many a tree and fence with those, the cheap ones, of course, flat and naked and treacherous. I was probably inspired by a character in The Magnificent Seven.

Knives and cups; so symbolic. That's why they're tarot-card suits.