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October 11, 2007
She sent him letters, and he received them with a strange delight...
Via the Corner, a poignant story about mating in captivity:
A married couple who didn't realise they were chatting each other up on the internet are divorcing.Sana Klaric and husband Adnan, who used the names "Sweetie" and "Prince of Joy" in an online chatroom, spent hours telling each other about their marriage troubles, Metro.co.uk reported. The truth emerged when the two turned up for a date. Now the pair, from Zenica in central Bosnia, are divorcing after accusing each other of being unfaithful.
"I was suddenly in love. It was amazing. We seemed to be stuck in the same kind of miserable marriage. How right that turned out to be," Sana, 27, said.
Adnan, 32, said: "I still find it hard to believe that Sweetie, who wrote such wonderful things, is actually the same woman I married and who has not said a nice word to me for years".
Kate Bush wrote a song about a similar situation . . . .
Judith | 10/11/07 at 07:12 PM | Categories: Sensual pleasures
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So did Rupert Holmes -- "The Pina Colada Song."
David A. Kaufman | October 12, 2007 04:26 PM
In Dave Barry in Cyberspace he described "Cybers*x" [replace asterisk with the letter "e"]. with a couple going by the handles of HunniBunni and Born2Bone
. They were going at it hot and heavy unti HunniBunni asked Born2Bone how good it felt and he said "It feels like when I break a tie in the Senate!"Then she reproached "Al" because he was supposed to be doing something else and he said "Tipper?"
One wishes.
Joseph T Major | October 13, 2007 08:51 AM
Yeah, I thought of the Pina Colada song immediately when I read this post. However, the Pina Colada song wasn't about a married couple, I don't think. They were probably only living together, but it's the same idea.
Here are the lyrics:
I was tired of my lady
We'd been together too long
Like a worn-out recording
Of a favorite song
So while she lay there sleeping
I read the paper in bed
And in the personal columns
There was this letter I read
"If you like Pina Coladas
And getting caught in the rain
If you're not into yoga
If you have half a brain
If you'd like making love at midnight
In the dunes on the Cape
Then I'm the love that you've looked for
Write to me and escape."
I didn't think about my lady
I know that sounds kind of mean
But me and my old lady
Have fallen into the same old dull routine
So I wrote to the paper
Took out a personal ad
And though I'm nobody's poet
I thought it wasn't half bad
"Yes I like Pina Coladas
And getting caught in the rain
I'm not much into health food
I am into champagne
I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon
And cut through all this red-tape
At a bar called O'Malley's
Where we'll plan our escape."
So I waited with high hopes
And she walked in the place
I knew her smile in an instant
I knew the curve of her face
It was my own lovely lady
And she said, "Oh it's you."
Then we laughed for a moment
And I said, "I never knew."
That you like Pina Coladas
Getting caught in the rain
And the feel of the ocean
And the taste of champagne
If you'd like making love at midnight
In the dunes of the Cape
You're the lady I've looked for
Come with me and escape
Joanne | October 13, 2007 01:58 PM
