Too me, the quality of sex is a lot like the quality of my golf game. If I spend the whole time thinking about what I'm going, it's not as good. However, if I stop thinking about where I'm going to put my ball(s) and instead, step up to the (tee) box and just hit it home, the outcome seems much more satisfying.

However, I do agree on some level, and that's where the similarity with golf ends. The dirtier the sex is, the better it seems - all I get from a dirty golf game is mud on my irons.

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