…consider this!
Maybe it had a headache?
This is great…My “dry spell” is in competition with moss…just great…
Hrrm… I’m picturing a plan so cunning you could cut it with a knife and call both halves cunning.
:: Buys a plane ticket to England and goes up to the moss and says, “So, how are YOU doing?” ::
Hah. I’m sure that there are several Oxford botanists who are jealous of how often that moss gets it on.
Well, it depends on what your definition of “sex” is as I note
(emphasis mine) Must be some amazing cunnilingus!
Quick! Somebody get Spaulding Gray on the scene and give him a doobie!
Soooo, let’s see, my eight year stint is nothing compared to this moss??? Maybe it’s because I’m not ‘undulating’ on the walls yet…first I have to get this undulating thing down, AND do it sideways… hmmmmm, nah, it ain’t lookin’ good for me…
Well, I don’t feel quite so deprived now.
I’ve got a very active sex life. In fact, tonite I have big plans for a date with the Palm sisters.
rim shot
Apparently there are no longer some things a gentleman does not discuss.
But it is. It really is 
And welcome to the boards, pelleas!!
I wonder if moss gets on well with holly.
(Celyn means holly)
Maybe it doesn’t like getting it’s hair all messed up
Maybe it’s…ah…gay…
What I wonder is how they know that the moss hasn´t scored in 130 years.
Have they kept it under watch? If they have I wouldn´t be surprised if the sex life of those botanists was pretty nonexistent as well.
They probably interviewed some of its past girlfriends. Or read its diary or something.