Irish Sex Quiz

[Sparkologist]

And you's all thought that sex was something that the Irish stored their potatoes in...



ANSWERS TO OFFICIAL IRISH SEX QUIZ

1.A Clitoris is a type of flower
2.A Pubic hare is a wild rabbit
3.A Vulva is a Swedish car
4.Spread eagle is an extinct bird
5.A Fallopian tube is part of a TV
6.It is dangerous to have a wet dream in an electric blanket
7.Vagina is a medical term for heart trouble
8.Fellatio is an Italian dagger
9.A menstrual cycle has three wheels
10.A G string is part of a violin
11.Anus is the Latin word for yearly
12.Semen is another word for sailors
13.Testicles are found on an octopus
14.Cunnilingus is a person who speaks 4 languages
15.Asphalt describes rectal trouble
16.Kotex is a radio station in Texas
17.Masturbate is used to catch big fish
18.Coitus is a musical instrument
19.Foetus is a character in Gunsmoke
20.An umbilical cord is part of a parachute
21.A condom is an apartment building
22.When you miss a period you can use a semi-colon
<SPAN style="mso-bidi-font-family: 'Courier New'">23. An orgasm is a person who accompanies a church choir.

[Sparkologist]

The Kingdom of Irish Sex

THE PREPARATION
Friday night is very much love night for the Irish man. Arriving back from the pub, having partaken of the traditional Irish aphrodisiac -12 pints of Guinness and some fish and chips - his mind set on one thing...Love!
Or as he says himself, "a ride."
His lust at fever pitch after the sensuous excitement of a hard night's dominoes, he approaches his beloved wife, enticing her with gentle words of passion, "Any chance of a ride then love?"
The good lady in question perhaps over excited by the erotic smell of stale Guinness or the sensuous vision of chips sticking to his chin, is at first somewhat reluctant. This coy reluctance is expressed with the flirtatious reply, "Would ye ever feck off!!!"

FOREPLAY
Foreplay is very important indeed.
This basically consists of the male casting off his slightly soiled Y-fronts provocatively at his wife, usually land skid mark side down, as he approaches the bed singing the ancient Gaelic fertility chant, "Here we go, here we go, here we go."
Upon reaching the bed he comments proudly on his rampant 8 incher.
This is a classic example of alcohol induced double vision.

INITIAL PROBLEMS
After 12 pints, sometimes the man's ould willie winkie is a trifle reluctant to extend itself (literally). Impotence is very much a blow to the man's self esteem and the wife has to be very tactful. She will offer gentle and sensitive words of encouragement such as, "Ye useless bastard, ye," or possibly "It never happens to the milkman."
Oral sex is a great favourite of the Irish man. He approaches his wife with a cheeky invitation, "How'd ye like to put your teeth round dis?"
The woman nods willingly and points suggestively to her falsies smiling happily in a bedside tumbler. "Go on then," she says, "but don't disturb me."

DOWN TO BUSINESS
Eventually the moment comes to consummate their tender love. Again alcohol induced double vision is an important factor as the man decides which of his willies to use for penetration. Sometimes in his excitement as he moves into his position he may suffer from severe premature ejaculation. A phenomenon he explains to his wife using the poetic phrase, "Ah feck, I've shot me load."
If this does occur it is essential he makes up for disappointing his wife by uttering tender and loving compliments such as, perhaps, informing her she's the nicest woman he's ever come across.
An imaginative lover, the Irishman, possibly having read that woman like to be spoken dirty to, says such things as "****e, arsehole."
The woman is speechless. The man is now thrusting away, his mind a kaleidoscope of jumbled erotic thoughts. The woman wonders if they should repaint the ceiling. Sometimes she utters a word or two of encouragement such as "Are you sure it's in?"
Given his level of sexual expertise the Irishman's ideal partner should be a versatile lover specialising in the faked orgasm. This takes form of a breathless shout "Ooyah, ooyah, big boy!"

Eventually its all over. The man roles over, falls asleep, and commences snoring like a pig. There's no one in the world performs quite like the Irishman - a veritable prince in the kingdom of sex.