It’s been a weird couple of weeks, hasn’t it? Exceedingly tense and not a lot going on, what with the coming and going of that crazy holiday season, and here in the PacNW we were tantalized by the threat of snow, and then we had actual snow, and then there was still snow and we were going out of our minds, and then it left and feinted its return, but even though it was tense nothing really happened, did it? We either had short work works or no work weeks for weeks and weeks, and then suddenly BLAM there was last week with five grueling days in a row and it seemed to go on for ever, and we all breathed a sigh of relief and drank a few margaritas when it was done with and said, “Well, at least THAT’S over with.”
But now that that shock has worn off, today’s the day that it sinks in that those of us who don’t take bank holidays have no more short weeks to look forward to until May, at least. Months on end, and it’s cold and grey out, and it’s a bit dispiriting, isn’t it? And then there was that build up throughout the week with those Twitter hints about TequilaCon, and then we finally made the announcement about when and where, so again we’ve got that weird balance of nervous energy and dragging apathy.
So what to do? How do we burn that off and get back to normal? How else but by starting this week off by letting your freak flag fly?
COMMENT ORGY.
Maybe you were around for the most recent one over at Hilly’s place. Maybe this is new to you, so here’s how it works. Leave a comment. Or two. Wait a while and come back, maybe with some ice cream or a cup of hot chocolate or something else entirely in one of your hands. Leave another comment, or not, but we’re gonna keep going until we hit 100, and then we all get to carve another notch into our bedposts and the orgy will pop up somewhere else later. Do a few stretches first if you need, and make sure you drink plenty of fluids.
You ready, people?
Have at it.

January 12th, 2009 on 4:43 pm
Woo Hoo! ‘mouse and the pretty redhead for the score!
January 12th, 2009 on 4:45 pm
I mean, anyone who’s even half tumescent, join us. There’s fun to be had if you’re up for it.
January 12th, 2009 on 4:48 pm
Soundtrack-wise I’m sure there are more suggestive suggestions that could be made, but at the moment I’ve got my iTunes cranked up on random rockabilly and there’s some serious pants-free chair-dancing going on in the ‘mouse office. Good thing my secretary is my wife or I could be in trouble. Shall I invite her to the orgy?
January 12th, 2009 on 4:52 pm
I am sure plenty will be joining. You know the old saying, there is nothing but meat in team.
January 12th, 2009 on 5:15 pm
mouse…bring the wife! the more the merrier. wait, is her name mary?
January 12th, 2009 on 5:18 pm
Oh, dammit. I showed up early, then had to leave, and now I’ve arrived just in time to see an empty house except for a naked ‘mouse. Crap.
No offense, ‘mouse.
January 12th, 2009 on 5:20 pm
hey, who turned the fan on? it is drying out my…ummmm, eyes.
January 12th, 2009 on 5:33 pm
Wow, this whole orgy thing is a lot messier than I thought it would be. I should lay down some more newspaper.
January 12th, 2009 on 5:34 pm
fisty, grab the plastic sheet, will ya?
January 12th, 2009 on 5:35 pm
Okay, I got a call from your landlord. You are SO not getting your security deposit back. Just an FYI.
January 12th, 2009 on 5:36 pm
sir, I don’t know what to tell you, this place was full of redheads just minutes ago! I’m sure it’s just coincidence they left as you were arriving.
January 12th, 2009 on 5:38 pm
jenny, the landlord is just jealous that I declined to invite him. trust me, you do NOT want to see that dude in the buff.
January 12th, 2009 on 5:41 pm
Hello sent me this way, and since I’m always up for an orgy….
Hi.
January 12th, 2009 on 5:42 pm
wow, the milf showed up! hi, mel.
January 12th, 2009 on 5:45 pm
MILF-in-training. I’ve only had the 20 somethings hit on me. When the 18 somethings start, then I know I’ve made it…
January 12th, 2009 on 5:47 pm
Nekkid Mouse?? Awesome.
Also, Mel? You must be new around here. Never say you’re ‘up’ unless you’re, y’know…. UP. Hey Scott? We’ve got a newbie for the Swashbuckler!! W00t!
January 12th, 2009 on 5:47 pm
welcome, mel! just remember to be courteous to the other guests by wiping down the equipment after you’re finished using it. looks like there’s a spare nurse costume for you to borrow if you want. ooh! and the buffet is right through those doors. uhh…might want to wash your hands first.
January 12th, 2009 on 5:51 pm
fist, you had better have bacon on that buffet or i’ll…i’ll…i’ll take my toys and lube and go home. yeah, that’s it.
January 12th, 2009 on 5:53 pm
Damn! I missed a lot while I was in class…
Good thing I’m back now. I brought my nurse’s uniform AND The Swing!
Who wants to play patient and nurse, first?
If you’re naughty, I promise to put you in the swing. :wink, wink:
January 12th, 2009 on 5:57 pm
narfy, of course we do, you’d be amazed at all the uses we’ve found for bacon grease around here.
and amber, put the uniform on, I think I might have sprained my — oh, you know. my ankle.
January 12th, 2009 on 6:03 pm
Hi, I hear there’s an orgy going on? Hellohaha – I’m HEEEEEEERE – honey, I’m home!
Wait…who…wha? Oooh…I like………….
January 12th, 2009 on 6:04 pm
@fist: lucky for you, I happen to be a goddess when it comes to fixing sprained… ankles. Where does it hurt?
The nurse’s uniform is on and I’m ready to, uhm, work. Yeah, work!
And okay… WHO brought the monkey???
That was NOT what I had in mind when I offered to french kiss one!
Here I thought *I* was a kinky, pervert…
January 12th, 2009 on 6:06 pm
yaaaaaaaaaay, tug is here! happy girl wiggle!!
January 12th, 2009 on 6:08 pm
I brought the monkey. My bad
January 12th, 2009 on 6:08 pm
yeah, that’s Dave2′s monkey. he’ll be wanting him back. last I saw him he was using the slip ‘n slide out back to launch himself into the pool full of jell-o…
January 12th, 2009 on 6:11 pm
jell-o? you mean jell-o chocolate pudding!
mmmmmmmmm, pudding wrestling…
January 12th, 2009 on 6:13 pm
Wait… there’s a pool full of jell-o out back!? Why am I just now hearing about this?
Hello, fantasy! At last… sheesh…I thought we’d never meet.
Sorry, the nurse’s uniform is going to have to wait because I’m gettin’ nekkid for a while.
Weee! Anybody else cummin’ or what?!
January 12th, 2009 on 6:25 pm
I’m sorry to come here and talk business but I need your email address so I can include you in The Plan for when I take over Portland this weekend (trains willing).
January 12th, 2009 on 6:27 pm
whoops! I forgot my aunt and uncle were coming to visit. can you guys keep it down for a few minutes so I can convince them no one’s home? you in the harness, in particular: I don’t think anyone needs to make that much noise. well, maybe your partner.
January 12th, 2009 on 6:27 pm
no problem! just let me find my pants. ahh…I don’t know where I left them. these chaps will have to do.
January 12th, 2009 on 6:28 pm
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
January 12th, 2009 on 6:29 pm
Jell-O pool? So THAT’s what the “O” stands for. Niiiiiiiiice. I’m in.
January 12th, 2009 on 6:30 pm
Sorry, I tend to get loud… especially when, oh… ungh… mmmm, oh GOD! YES! YES! RIGHT THERE!
Whoops! My bad.
January 12th, 2009 on 6:31 pm
shari, actually we spell it “gell-o”. ask me about what the ‘g’ stands for.
or not, I’m kinda shy. I’ll just point.
January 12th, 2009 on 6:35 pm
Damn, I’m always late to the party.
January 12th, 2009 on 6:37 pm
lesombre, are you kidding? now that you are here, the party may begin! here, lemme help you out of that robe. (didn’t we tell you to leave the costumes at adam’s?)
January 12th, 2009 on 6:39 pm
Le Sombre, trust me when I say it’s better than finishing the party too early.
what? I meant when other people finish too early. clearly that never happens to– h’rkk!
January 12th, 2009 on 6:40 pm
crap. sorry about your latex nun’s habit. I’m pretty sure that’ll wash right off.
January 12th, 2009 on 6:42 pm
vahid, i hope you don’t mind if i plug in your nintendo. i forgot i’m supposed to get 20 minutes of wii fit in as part of my new year’s resolutions.
also can i borrow some batteries for your, hey, that’s not a wiimote!
January 12th, 2009 on 6:51 pm
Ah, I was wondering where I left that. You’re right, that’s definitely my “wheeeeee!-mote”. Check it, it’s the new model: seven speeds, AND it has a built-in FM radio. Neat, huh?
January 12th, 2009 on 6:52 pm
mffffffmghhhh…Can we get loud again yet? are they gone?
GELL-O!!!!!!!!!!
January 12th, 2009 on 6:56 pm
OH was that your uncle who shushed me? I’m sooooo sorry.
January 12th, 2009 on 7:00 pm
I don’t think he was shushing you, I think he was mumbling “more”. It came out funny because of the thighs around his face. I haven’t seen him that happy in ages.
January 12th, 2009 on 7:09 pm
Since I’m your eleventy-hundredth commenter, I couldn’t bother reading all of the previous comments. I’m enjoying a very yummeh vodka martini with BIG Queen olives. Hmmm… I’m runnin’ on empty. I’ll see yerns latern’s tateryuns.
January 12th, 2009 on 7:16 pm
Pardon me…has anyone seen my blow-up Vahid doll and my vat of chocolate pudding? I seem to have lost it.
January 12th, 2009 on 7:20 pm
You didn’t lose it, it’s right here! Here, let me give it to you. And again. And…
January 12th, 2009 on 7:21 pm
@Hilly: Errr… sorry about that… I didn’t know the blow-up Vahid doll was yours. I thought it was a party favor for anyone to use while we’re waiting our turn for The Real Deal…
I’ll trade you my “free batteries for life” card for your blow-up doll. C’mon! What do you say?
Pwetty pwease? With whip cream and cherries on top?
Oh, wait… uh, does anybody know if that whip cream and cherries over there by the doll were party favors, too? Uhm, please say yes? Hello? Anybody?
January 12th, 2009 on 7:22 pm
@Hilly: Oh! If it makes you feel any better, though… I seen Dave2 hiding, naked, in the bushes with a huge thing of Chocolate Pudding. I’m pretty sure I seen “SnackiePoo” in glittery letters on it, too!
January 12th, 2009 on 7:26 pm
>>it came out funny because of the thighs<<
Isn’t that always the case? Or is it just me?
January 12th, 2009 on 7:29 pm
sorry, I didn’t catch that. thighs around my ears and all. come again, please?