Uhh, the backseat of a Chevette in a farmers field, we were both short so not as uncomfortable as you would think
You want brilliance BEFORE I’ve had my coffee!!!
On a bench on a golf course, about 50 yards from a foursome. You know what they say about golfers’ concentration!
Also:
Swimming pool during a party
Front seat of a '77 celica, and '75 Pinto.
VB
TANSTAAFL!
On my bed - but - our heads were down by the foot board.
And a few times on the floor of my bedroom.
I’ll leave it up to you guys to decide which was the “weirder” place.
Minxsmom – as adventurous as a non-Took descended Hobbit.
The backseat of an '81 Camero.
In the parking lot of a Fiesta grocery store.
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
Not particulary odd, but in the middle of the night on a golf course.
The other one would be in the woods in the back seat of my then-boyfriend’s Bronco, in March (snow on the ground and cold outside) on our way back from a gambling town in which I stripped for him in a tunnel…luckily we were not at regular hieght so other’s couldn’t see me < giggle >
Is doing it in a car really that weird? I thought that was a rite of passage!
-PIGEONMAN-
Returning Soon!
The Legend Of PigeonMan - Watch this space…! Great things are afoot!
On a work bench, on a washing machine during the spin cycle…
We are, each of us angels with only one wing,and we can only fly by embracing one another
In my 86 Escort parked in what I thought was a dark sidestreet but turned out to be the entrance to a cemetary.
“Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be.”
in a car, several different cars actually (bfd)
while it was moving (getting better)
about 65 down the expressway (hmm)
a b.j. on the driver (lolololol)
men drive funny for a while after that.
Indiana.
The roof of the Sheffield Scientific Laboratory in New Haven, Connecticut.
This was more fun when we were twitting Greathouse. Obviously, he only started this so he could tell us HIS story.
Uke
Of course that is why I started it, but I kinda like to know what kind of wierdos y’all are. 
While sitting at the computer posting a reply to the Straight Dooooooooooooohhhhh
my God!!!
You can feel free to call me Mr. Tied for 26th place on the favorite poster’s list.
…in the restroom…on a train…travelling from Kitzbuhel to Saalbach, in Austria…standing up(well, I was anyway!)
Man, I hadn’t thought about that in years!
I can’t believe nobody’s said in a cemetary yet. My bf at the time was very spooked about things like that, but it was convenient because it was across the street from my (women only) dorm. He took some convincing but finally agreed. During the act, he didn’t realize the sun had set and it got dark, but as we were reshevelling ourselves, he became totally freaked out about it and wouldn’t talk to me for a week after.
Shayna,
I didn’t think I had anything fun to reply until I read your post. Thanks for the reminder. My wife and had a zesty session in the dressing room of a woman’s clothing store in the mall. The funny thing is, (some of you may remember this story) she had fallen down the stairs at our house and broken both ankles. We’re going at it, and she has a cast on each leg. Hell, it was difficult enough at home! Ahh yes, what a mental image. That still cracks both of us up. When you gotta, you gotta… and she’s not quiet, although she did pretty good this time.
I’m going to the bathroom now.
Enright3
Hey, MissDavis, I did it in a cemetery once, too . . . The worst part is having to re-bury him afterward.
Went out for a couple of cold ones, huh Eve?
I always figured the most difficult part would be getting the coffin shut again.
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
Hey, “necrophilia means never having to say you’re sorry . . .”
I might have you all topped backseat-wise. Mine was a 1964 Studebaker Commander… And then there was my car!
Sweet Basil