Great. Now I have to think twice, inspect, and smell before putting my books and pencil case on a table.
I don't think we have to go that far... I'd like to think people can keep their lustful feelings (for the most part) in check so that we don't have to do that.
The Roundhouse though... god knows what happens during the Roundhouse parties late at night. (I don't know personally, but I know certain sections of wall and door there where flesh and cloth(es) hath been pressed 'gainst it as a man releases pent up sexual energy in the form of salacious saliva swapping with some girl he may or may not have just met)
And on that, I was almost knocked over
twice by two different couples whose pashing got so intense they were wobbling all over the place and THEY BUMPED INTO ME.