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I had sex in a jacuzzi once. I almost passed out. It was outside, on a deck, in the dead of winter. The water was hot. All of my extremities began to tingle, as did my lips. You might think this was good. But no it wasn't. Because of a combination of the sexual excitement, the physical exertion, and the hot water I almost lost consciousness. We got out of the water and retired to the house, where we continued our business on the livingroom floor. My advice: keep it out of the jacuzzi.
Footnote: I remember all of this vividly because when we got in the house the radio was on and it was announced that John Lennon had been murdered.
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Ceterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam.
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