I got this from my friends over at HBI. Definitely Mad Cow approved reading. Funny, and right on the money, at least my money.
From Guardian Unlimited
In praise of the quickie
Boris Becker is my kind of guy. Who needs sex to last for hours?
Thursday April 12, 2001
I don’t “do”, in this order: Germans, blond men, sportsmen or men called Boris. (“Give it to me, Boris!” You couldn’t, could you?) But, should I ever run into the blond German tennis ace Boris Becker, I may well – or would, if I wasn’t a married woman – grab him by his Teutonic shock and drag him into the nearest broom cupboard.
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