Have often gone out soaked in copious quantities of natural copulins
in the average public establishment after 10:00 PM they’re impossible to detect over the room’s olfactory ambience… at one celebrated Manhattan hipsterati bar and pizzeria the Beatles were on the sound system and when Hey Jude played the whole room spontaneously erupted in song… I was to old for this crowd, sipped my beer and took it all in… the boys and girls were picking up on each other like crazy… who woulda suspected that granpa had already nookied out with two oversexed minxes and radiated passionate woman elements like a diffuser… was chuckling… lookit them kids trying to get laid and I’m the old phartte instigating this process… my bad…