Brain-sex

by danhon

I was in Portland last week, sat on the sofa in a meeting room, talking over our plans with Jeff and Jan when suddenly Renny ran up to the plate glass, pressed his body against it – not awkwardly, more enthusiastically – and loudly declared that a) we were his favourite people, and furthermore, b) he wanted to have brain-sex with everyone in the room.

When someone interrupts a meeting to let you know they want to have a brain-sex orgy with you, meetings become a lot more fun.