...Living with a couple I loved and respected, I found their sex noise to be a neutral, common sound effect, one that usually meant they'd be in good moods and wanting to go get dinner soon...
Upon moving in together nearly two years ago (yikes) we all agreed (except one of us, and it was not me) that we would have a loud-sex household. And yet nobody ever heard anyone else fucking, with a couple of exceptions, among, at times, 6 people...this I will never be able to explain. While I can't relate to actually hearing my roommates have sex, I can certainly relate to improved roommate relationships directly corresponding to the amount of sex and/or masturbation, even, going on at our house during that particular day/week/month. That said, those getting laid regularly relish blaming every bad mood or grumble of those not, on the fact that they're experiencing a dry spell. One particularly memorable February night, one of us was banished to literally go roll around in the snow following an ineffectual cold shower. Needless to say, the neighbours have been giving him strange looks ever since. Ha.
Read the rest of this funny article on loud sex here. It's worth the read, I promise.
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