Neighbors Having Sex

The times they are a-changin’.

This post seems to be older than 18 years—a long time on the internet. It might be outdated.

It’s been a long week. So Ben and myself go outside to have a short smoke. So here we are, sitting out side, smoking when we hear this “oh”. A few seconds go by and Ben comments that he thinks the neighbors are having sex. We talk about the scene in Amelie where Amelie wonders outloud how many couples are orgasiming at that point in time. A quick montage of people doing it comes up on the screen and then Amelie proclaims, “Fourteen!”

“Oh oh!” This time Ben and I are both sure someone is having sex…or something along those lines. Ben thinks it’s from accross the street. So he walks over to his car, which is conviently parked right in front the suspected houses front yard. We stand there.

“Oh OH OOOH!” Yea…it’s this house. We finish our short cigars and head back inside. I tell Ben I’m going to go blog about this.