Scenario:
Over here at I’m Kinda headquarters, we’re making brownies and listening to bad pop music. I’m currently posting in front of good friends and while browsing my dashboard, one of my girl friends exclaims “oh my! Is that hammock sex?!”
And a reblog occurred. You can imagine what’s going to happen with the brownie batter. I hope it makes it to the oven….
This is all very nice but hammocks aren’t made for fucking, they’re for cuddling.
(via touchingvelvet)