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Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. What's funny about rape? What kind of Penthouse letters would Beckett write? What kind of sex advice would you get from a third grader? How long will you laugh at the insistence between a man and his dominatrix?

You should get the only literary magazine I've read cover to cover--I was going to say "in a long time," but why lie--ever! Monkeybicycle #5.

Do You Know What’s Fun?

Gargling. That’s what. Good time. I was brushing my teeth, which I find laborious and so try to distract myself by thinking of things, though my dentist may be upset that I don’t keep my head in the game. So I thought about gargling and how I don’t do it much anymore. I used to in my youth. Why? Was it with mouthwash? Because I just swish that stuff around now. Am I doing it wrong? And I remember gargling salt water for some reason…medicinal? But that doesn’t seem wise. So after spitting and rinsing, I gargled. And do you know, despite the lack of practice…I still got it.