
Every. single. time I find myself in a room full of boys, the conversation inevitably turns to threesomes (or farts, but that is a whole different article). From the jokes, “Dude, we can totally eiffel tower her,” to the stories, “And then she asked if she could bring a friend!” guys can’t get the threesome of of their minds.
Being that I have never taken part in one (shocking, I know), I never really understood the appeal. After all, sex with one person is fun enough, and haven’t you always heard the old adage, “three’s a crowd”? Why, then, are guys so completely obsessed with bringing an extra body into an already exciting situation? If it ain’t broke (which I can say sex most definitely is not), why turn it into a threesome?
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Sex is weird. It’s basically a collaborative seizure that eventually results in a pink bowling ball that poops. Curiously, the most essential act to sustain the human race is also one of the most absurd and counterintuitive things you can do with your body. If nobody ever told people how to have sex, one has to wonder, would they figure it out?