The Pleasure of An Unhindered Sneeze

I have moments when I wish I could sneeze so badly, the desire makes my eyes water. Perhaps this happens to everyone at some time. Suddenly a steel door in the body slides down and the sneeze is halted. You are Mid-Sneeze, to your flushed and congested consternation, and unsure of what to do about your condition. Your "condition," as it were, is inescapable at this point, and either you will shortly sneeze again and loose a vital part of your frontal lobe, or you will remain cranky and edgy for the rest of the day. The unhindered sneeze, the full, unabashed, healthy and cleansing sneeze is occasionally the greatest natural pleasure known to humankind; its evanescent nature makes the pleasure of it all the more excruciating and yearned for.  
 
For those of us for whom common dust and dander have lost their galvanizing charms, I wish many a piquant and aromatic odor. (Freshly ground pepper comes to mind, along with dried pulverized chiles and floating duck fluff.) For me, t'is only a question of finding the right nasal bite, the effortless eye-watering thing I can adore at my leisure.  
 
{Achoo!}...{wink} 
 
Ah, the sneeze! A metaphor for orgasm.

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I was tortured all day Wednesday by a mamouth tickle. It taunted and teased me all day. I had to sneeze so bad, but every time I was on the verge, someone would approach or the phone would ring and still no sneeze. On Thursday I sat up in bed and suddenly I sneezed the most fantastic sneeze of my life. I felt like a million dollars. I was most thankful for that sneeze on Thanksgiving day.

129491 | posted by gonnasneeze on November 28, 2004 at 14:30