Before I get into the details I’m giving you a big, giant WARNING, WARNING!
Still here? Okay. I guess I’m going to have to ease into this story, which is much better than what actually happened. You see there was no easing and there was no warning, butt here goes.
First I have to tell you the song that was going through my head the next day, or more specifically the lyrics; well, not all the lyrics just this:
“…in through the out door, out door” (For those of you wondering it’s from Raspberry Beret by Prince)
While trying to get that line out of my head another was inserted:
“I’ve got to take it on the other side.” (Otherside by The Red Hot Chili Peppers)
So I’ve hinted around the bush and I guess it’s time to put it
“…she only comes when she’s on top.” (Laid by the Manchester band James)
Sooooo, we’re having at it when all of a sudden…ALL OF A SUDDEN “it” comes out and goes from point “C” to point “B”…or point “A”, depending on if you prefer using the word Butt or Ass (of course I won’t type what the “C” stands for).
There, I said it. While having wet and wild sex we experienced a Wham-O slip and slide moment.
Me: “Oooooh, Ouch! STOP!”
Him: “What!?!” Having no clue to what just happened.
Me: Jumping off…”OMG! “It” went in my butt!”
Uh, yeah…We’ve joked about it since…to the point of finding other lyrics that fit the bill:
“Feel it coming…And now you’re learning what’s knocking at your back door.” (Knocking At Your Back Door by Deep Purple)
“I’m a back door man.” (Back Door Man by The Doors)
And the one that seems to fit best:
Ring of Fire by Johnny Cash
”…Love Is A Burning Thing
And It Makes A Fiery Ring
Bound By Wild Desire
I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire
…And It Burns, Burns, Burns
The Ring Of Fire
The Ring Of Fire”
On a side note, when we became grandparents we told my daughter we’d like to be called Nana and Papoo. Now Nana is pretty common, but Papoo? Yeah, now I know.