Here’s a funny one for you. So, as you know , I’m lightning fast in bed , not because I can’t control myself because, let’s be honest, the service provider isn’t exactly here for a romantic getaway. I’m just here to handle business… my business.
Last time, I was chilling with a service provider , both smoking a cigarette on my couch, getting all warmed up, you know, classy foreplay. Things escalated in the living room (as they always do), and boom I was done.
She looks at me, completely unimpressed, and says in French: Mon tabarnak, ma cigarette est à moitié, et t’as déjà fini? Yeah. That’s when I realized I’d just been outlasted by a cigarette. Felt like a world class idiot.