This saying is framed on the walls of my doctor's office:
"For one sick, six things are good: to sneeze, to perspire, to open the bowels, to emit semen, to sleep and to dream."
– adapted from Talmud Berakoth 57b.
Hey, it feels good after you do each of these, so why not combine them? It's like when George Costanza combined all of his passions. He ate, watched TV and had sex at the same time.
From Seinfeldscripts.com:
[Monk's Cafe. Jerry and George.]
Jerry: So, the free love buffet is over?
George: I got greedy. Flew too close to the sun on wings of pastrami.
[George eats a sandwich and gets flustered.]
Jerry: What's going on?
George: I don't know. This sandwich is making me flush.
Jerry: Oh no, I'll tell you what you did Caligula; you combined food and sex in to one disgusting uncontrollable urge.
George: I think you're right. You gonna eat that?
Jerry: No, but please tell me that's all you're gonna do with it.
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