So, when the little brain is doing all the driving and the big brain sends out an SOS to abort before you collide with an iceberg... what do you do to kill the urge before you hit the speed dial?
Aside from the obvious, of course.
This somewhat odd topic came to mind because I've been going up and down the wall today, but putting my mind onto making/eating dinner has entirely put all that energy on hold. Dead in its tracks, so to speak.
Now, I know the old saying is that a way to a mans heart is through his stomache...but is it also that a way to a mans lower libido is ALSO through his stomache? It seems to work for me... the more hungry I am, the more randy my thoughts.
What odd ball things seem to settle you down?
Aside from the obvious, of course.
This somewhat odd topic came to mind because I've been going up and down the wall today, but putting my mind onto making/eating dinner has entirely put all that energy on hold. Dead in its tracks, so to speak.
Now, I know the old saying is that a way to a mans heart is through his stomache...but is it also that a way to a mans lower libido is ALSO through his stomache? It seems to work for me... the more hungry I am, the more randy my thoughts.
What odd ball things seem to settle you down?
