SENSES: The organs that lead to everything.
“Senses party of 5. Please step forward, your vessel is waiting.”
It’s true, senses are a skillful network just waiting to aid in everyday events. By fixing all that out of the blue stuff. Because they don’t stop to take a smoke break. Or coffee break.
In fact, senses are the most down-played organs of the body. But they’re tops when it comes to our what it takes moments. So, share some ideas together. Because opportunity is knocking.
Like use your nose INTENSELY. The organ party that acts as a path to smell.
For example, the funky foot odor. You kinda know its direction but you’re not quite sure. Because a smell like that can hit the nose with tactical error. Killing any chances for romance.
However, the sizzling smell of bacon. Might fare better with the nasal cavity. And depending on the meal, sex might not be far behind.
Then of course, there’s always the bad odor of BO. OOOF! So, change the undies please! Or rather engage in a quick geisha bath. Perhaps some bug spray would help. Otherwise any passions will be set on bio-freeze.
But then of course, the whiff of certain scents can mad dash romance. To say nothing of some fast sex.
But never a squished skunk on the road. Because although you tried to avoid it; it was a direct hit. And there’s no coming back from that one Romeo!
Or simply sharpen your TONGUE with taste. The muscular organ hooked to the floor of the mouth.
For example, the taste of ice cream—all you can eat of course. But bring the stretchy pants. Or no pants. Because any flavor calls for a licking.
However, seriously hot squirrel nachos, perhaps not. Because although lips are smacking the romping may get gushed. But perhaps not for the adventurous taste buds.
But LOADED HAMBURGERS. Now you’re talking dirty!
Yet if fact vs. fiction than a bowl of Muskrat Soup w/ Melty Cheese will also fail to score points in the boudoir. However, the crunchy edges and special sauce still might arouse someone. Because although weird, if starving, it’s seriously good…
But ASIAN SESAME SHORT RIB SOUP. Well that’s taste bud good. And tongue twister hard. Which might also start a series of fiery hot rituals. Because there’s no-doubt double points will tally among the saints and sinners.
our hands. The organ of touch. And of bugs and hurts. But also strokes, caresses, and fondles.
For example, poison ivy, a pissed-off porcupine, or slimy cucumbers. DON’T FONDLE THEM! Because they’re rough. And hairy. And gooey. Or poochy pooh either. Because that’s more gooey. And no matter how many times you wash the hands…it’s a law-breaker.
On the other hand, there is the brawny beard. Perhaps you’ve just gotta touch that too. DO IT! It’s sexy and ultra rouge.
But with your other hand, grab hold of the rump or buttock. It’s a prize possession. And certainly worth considering. However, you might just want to look. And not handle. Mainly if it’s not yours, of course. But if it is...
THEN THERE’S HAIR. The constant conversation. Beyond style or tradition, there is something about it. So, feel it. Then run your hands through it. Why not RISK IT ALL FOR A GOOD STROKE!
AND Of course, ears. the sense organ of good vibrations and balance!
So, call upon an audible group of noises!
1. MWAH. Brings a certain rhythm. So, experience it at a higher level.
2. WHAM. Then something amazing rings out.
3. AWWW. Certainly, gets one into the groove no matter the city.
4. WHOOP. BUT WHOOPY get more wails!
5. SHOOF. GASP. Where went my pants? FWOOSH!
Then we have a 3-layer rally of light cells. or the organ of SIGHT.
Such as the friendly sight of checkers on checkers. Or plaid paired with plaid. Also pleated floral and side-striped pants.
“WHAT! We booked 18 holes. REALLY!”
Or to say nothing of UNCLE BOB in a skimpy black Louie Vuitton. A visual genius. Or is it graphic madness?
Be kind, because frankly you’re in his will.
But an eye full of lingerie. Along with a pole. And one chair. Not surprising that’s going to be something nice to gaze at!
Or a far sight of something bright. The end of aging. Seeing ourselves with-out critical eyes.
Because all senses are really just organs. A set of feelings, perceptions, impressions, or sensations. Simple play things. Often messed up. But hardly dull. In fact, they have a way of sticking to us like a funky foot odor.
SO, RELISH YOUR SENSES.
If only for the purpose of, escaping 18 holes with UNCLE BOB!
Then enjoy them more together. Perhaps make a game of it. By coming up with a few of your own eye strains. Or ear aches. Tongue twisters or un-heavenly smells. Perhaps just keeping in touch is enough.
And in the meantime, snare some GOOD NOOKIE! Because you may never think of senses the same way again.
OR UNCLE BOB!
