If there’s one thing that makes me wish for the sweet release of death, it’s the thought of discussing sex with my parents.
I mean, just think about how embarrassing the “birds and bees” talk was with your mom and dad before you even really knew what sex was. Multiply that sense of existential dread by a billion and picture what it’d be like if you discussed the details of your escapades with mom over tea.
Well, this brave soul and her equally brave mother decided to sit down and go into full detail about their own sex lives. Oddly enough, the resulting chat was endearing as hell.
I’ll be out here in these streets saying “dilly-dos” until further notice.