I diverge from my usual blog posting style of putting the spotlight on one particular mr. to instead share this piece of very important, and I hope, enlightening advice: go smoke weed AND THEN have sex.
Unless you don't want to know what having sex on top of a shooting star feels like. Then by all means, keep having sober sex.
It is terribly sad that I kept having sex on a bed, carpeted floor, kitchen table, couch, sandy beach, pools, jacuzzis, etc. and not a shooting star for so long- though there was that time in the 2-seater plane. But a plane isn't a shooting star, obvs. This gives a whole new meaning to "when you wish upon a star"- sounds like Mr. Disney knew what he was talking about all along.
