I like ice cream. A lot. One nice big scoop of creamy chocolate on a traditional sugar cone is how I like it best.
“Bo-ring!” I’ve heard from those who insist on half-dipped, nut-encrusted waffle bowls and all manner of mix-ins—sometimes from friends and, unbelievably, sometimes total strangers.
It doesn’t mean I don’t sometimes like vanilla soft-serve with rainbow sprinkles. I’ve been known to kill a pint of New York Super Fudge Chunk (and don’t even get me started on those crumbled-up cookie things in a Carvel cake). But mostly, I like my plain-old ice cream cone, and I have no time for haters. You’d think that at the least, Baskin Robbins would remain a sacred place where people could just eat their upside-down clown cones and not concern themselves with how another human being enjoys her dessert.
Alas, it is precisely my appreciation of uncomplicated chocolate ice cream that makes me balk at the term “vanilla” in conjunction with humdrum, run-of-the-mill sex habits. For in the bedroom, as often as the kitchen, one person’s uninspiring vanilla is another person’s Fear Factor food challenge.
“Bo-ring!” I’ve heard from those who insist on half-dipped, nut-encrusted waffle bowls and all manner of mix-ins—sometimes from friends and, unbelievably, sometimes total strangers.
It doesn’t mean I don’t sometimes like vanilla soft-serve with rainbow sprinkles. I’ve been known to kill a pint of New York Super Fudge Chunk (and don’t even get me started on those crumbled-up cookie things in a Carvel cake). But mostly, I like my plain-old ice cream cone, and I have no time for haters. You’d think that at the least, Baskin Robbins would remain a sacred place where people could just eat their upside-down clown cones and not concern themselves with how another human being enjoys her dessert.
Alas, it is precisely my appreciation of uncomplicated chocolate ice cream that makes me balk at the term “vanilla” in conjunction with humdrum, run-of-the-mill sex habits. For in the bedroom, as often as the kitchen, one person’s uninspiring vanilla is another person’s Fear Factor food challenge.
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