Opera is making me horny. That's just wrong.

[sunstruck]

I don't like opera. Not for the most part. Sapranos make my ear drums cry.

But we're broadcasting something by Bellini that is making my toes curl and I can't figure it out.

I don't even speak Italian!

 

[lavender]

 

[PumpkinSmasher]

You want an Italian.

 

[sunstruck]

Sopranos.

Ok seriously guys the smilies are scaring me!

 

[sunstruck]

You want an Italian.

No I don't. I've never been attracted to Latin men. Nothing wrong with them, just not my gig.

It's very odd. I am going to need to lock my office door soon.

 

[naudiz]

Pervert.

Though I must admit, listening to Andrea Bocelli sing "Conte Par Tiro" makes me want to be his tenor-lovin' bitch for life.

 

[sunstruck]

Pervert.

Though I must admit, listening to Andrea Bocelli sing "Conte Par Tiro" makes me want to be his tenor-lovin' bitch for life.

You always manage to out-freak me. lol

 

[naudiz]

How is that freaky?

At least I don't get all hot and bothered while trying to sit through a church servi-- oh, wait. I do.

Damn it.

 

[sunstruck]

How is that freaky?

At least I don't get all hot and bothered while trying to sit through a church servi-- oh, wait. I do.

Damn it.

Ha! You FRE-- oh wait, so do I.

You would have LOVED Father David. He was 27 and HAWT!!!! Movie star hawt. Thornbirds hawt.

Sigh. I miss his empassioned preaching. Great voice.

I am so going straight to hell.

 

[naudiz]

Yes. Yes you are.

So am I. I had a dream once where I was in a demon-possessed apartment, but I didn't want to leave it because it was rent-controlled, so I found this priest to help me with my little problem. He was so hot, and I totally had the loin for him. He had a semi-autmoatic that shot rounds of holy water. I wanted him in a bad way.

Save me a seat near the fire. I'll bring marshmallows.

 

[sunstruck]

Yes. Yes you are.

So am I. I had a dream once where I was in a demon-possessed apartment, but I didn't want to leave it because it was rent-controlled, so I found this priest to help me with my little problem. He was so hot, and I totally had the loin for him. He had a semi-autmoatic that shot rounds of holy water. I wanted him in a bad way.

Save me a seat near the fire. I'll bring marshmallows.

I want to be in your head someday Naudiz. Just for like 24 hours. It'd be like the polar opposite of a trip to Disney World, except there would still be dwarves.

 

[naudiz]

Oh, and he rode a Harley.

 

[sunstruck]

Even better! lmao

 

[naudiz]

If he'd sung opera, too, he might've been my ultimate fantasy!

 

[sunstruck]

I'm a double sig line! lmao. I'm so flattered.

 

[naudiz]

You keep saying stuff that's just too good to let slide.

 

[cg_allstar]

Sunstruck, you are not alone.

Opera does the same thing to me. Problem is, I go to live performances. The first time, I was sitting in the floor section. I was escorted out by the ushers part way throught the 2nd act. Apparently it's realy bad form to start making out with your date during the performance, and the people around me were complaining rather loudly.

Now I spring for a private box seat. No one seems to notice when I have my date bent over her chair with her skirt up over her head.

 

[patient1]

I don't like opera. Not for the most part. Sapranos make my ear drums cry.

But we're broadcasting something by Bellini that is making my toes curl and I can't figure it out.

I don't even speak Italian!

Opera is drama at it's most passionate, it's a natural reaction.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I was just listening to James Hetfield singing the Coors Light Beer song to thousands of crazed Mexicans live in Mexico City (off the Binge and Purge CD) and thinking that I'd do him if he sang to me without the belch there at the end.


I feel so cheap.

 

[Saint Peter]

Oh, and he rode a Harley.

Harley the altar boy?

 

[Spinaroonie]

if you think Opera is hot, you should try Mozilla!

 

[someplace]

You just reminded me

Oh, and he rode a Harley.

My minister actually rode a motorcycle into and around the sanctuary last year to make a point. He wore leathers and everything. It was hilarious. The bluehairs practically fainted from the impropriety of it all, but most people got a huge kick out of it. I must admit: He looked pretty good too.

 

[Saint Peter]

Out of curiousity, what was his point?