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It's funny the way a movie, no matter how trite or cliched or uninteresting to me, can somehow invade the cultural consciousness and pervade people's language.

I have no idea if these "things to do before I die" lists have always been called this, but recently I've been thinking of my own bucket list. Well, to be more precise, I've been thinking about my sexual bucket list. We've all got them right? Little fantasies or needs that simply must be fulfilled, eventually, tho we can't imagine the circumstances in which they might come to fruition. Perhaps it's a taste for a particular ethnic group, a longing for a little kink you'd just die before asking for, maybe just a particular roleplaying scene you just can't work up the nerve, or the abandon, to work out.

I've been working on my sexual bucket list.

And the things i can cross off it.

Last night, i managed to cross off one of the bullet points of very, very long standing.



My smile is miles wide.

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