h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Fresh bread still warm from the oven, spread with bacon dripping

better, even, almost, than towel folding I'm making bread tomorrow

you two must be doing it wrong...

Sex is overrated. I've always preferred a slap-up meal to... y'know

well I like a nice meal. But then I'm probably lucky in being married to my . I get the best of both worlds.

You've not seen what I can achieve with my tantrik towel folding though.... Its always a bit of a hard choice for me.... between sex and food.... But one doesn't necessarily preclude the other and William can cook too

I can definitely see the attraction of food *and* rumpy pumpy, but my priority will always go with the latter. And we haven't even started talking about yet

The former, not the latter

Even though I read, what you'd written there, and you'd written it the wrong way round, to how you intended, my brain just automatically read it the right way round; I.\E. the way you'd intended it to be
Hmmm.

nope.
I'd not be able to make a choice like that.
Choices are soemtimes things that cause my brain to go into total collapse; I can become almost entirely paralysed by the 'choice', wizzing about inside my head, causing synapses to fire, and refire, and back fire... and the loop of the 'choice' goes round and round...

The worse 'choices' are sort of non-choices; faced by two, three or four, basically identical, quality, price, size, say, packs of butter, and there is nothing* to choose between them, I can often just utterly fail so badly at picking one* of them, I'll instead end up with none...

Another particulalry bad 'choice' event, occurs when I have to chose off a menu... and there are two or more things, which have equal merrit, with no descerning advantage, in cost, taste, quality, fillingness etc., between then... IN this case I'll useually end up ordering something I don't want, instead, just to prevent the choice, making me end up having nothing

So I say... why chose.... why does it have to be 'sex or* food', I say, both... and plenty of each... with extra cheese, and bacon, and soem beer on the side

I'd call it a preference rather than a choice. Which is the word I was trying to think of when I wrote 'priority'

ahhh.... prefernce... choice.... need.... want.... absolute requirement.... all about the same really Mind, I don't think my choice of a bread roll, (multigrain I made a few days back, olive oil and oragino and pepper in it), toasted, with some smoked ham, and butter, for supper, was a second place, err option, or choice or prefernce well, only second place to bacon, but I couldn't be doing with cooking bacon twice in one day, and the second time at gone midnight

Both is good.

Both together is something I haven't actually tried.

TRiG.

I have...

both together I have investigated, scientifically, a while back, for an entry, which, due to decency and err soemthing else, will probalby not ever see the light of day on h2g2; much to everyones great relief, I imagine.
I did discover some food works better, when combined with sex, whereas other food can induce too great a mlevel of hysterical laughter or extatic, or excruiating pain, to be condusive to the combination of both togehter.
err. what on earth made me try chillies... baffling...

Before I discovered sex I was much enamoured of chocolate and homemade ice cream and fresh baked bread and my grandmother's apple pie and a cold beer when hot and sweaty.

Now those things are still better than sex when I have had enough of sex or can't have sex or whatever

blimey, what the heck is in post 15...

I may have suggested the chilies... but I'm sure I advocated against them. I should have known you'd take it as a challenge rather than a warning.

That vaguely rings a bell... Quite why I took or accepted it as a challenge though, remains bewildering and nightmare forming....

Oh dear Bob, what have I started Even in my wildest dreams I couldn't connect sex with chillies You people are just

The only time I can claim to have vaguely brought food and how's-your-father together was doing it on a full - very full - stomach after a huge meal. I know that's probably not what some of you are hinting at having engaged in, you heathens, you beasts of the forest, but that's the best I can do

Women apparently find the bubbles in champaign quite err... stimulating... and, well... there are a whole host of other food-sorts one can try; Beer doesn't work as well as champaign, sadly (at least with men), and bacon and sausages and chillies I was able to rule entirely out err for various reason, but not until after a certain degree of experimentation
yeh... I take my research seriously... maan...
the chillis were such* a bad idea though