Quote Originally Posted by rubit moore View Post
And after all is done, when you’re drained and showered and feeling like you’ve just ran a City to Surf and walked out that shop door with a post-session glow knowing you bundied-out way past the allotted hour - maybe then you’ll remember what punting was really all about.
If you don't already know what punting is about please let me enlighten thee:

Punting is like poetry. The ones written by romantic Keats.

Punting is like the freshness of first spring rain.

Punting is like Italian opera that we listen to while having the shower. Plácido Domingo is one comes readily to mind.

Punting is about cultivating an affordable taste for mature and sophisticated MILFs and the appreciation of their days gone past and aging beauty.

Punting is about knowing the midday sun will burn your retinue yet you'll open your eyes to look into it.

Punting is about application of wisdom and philosophical thoughts and release of potent force of alpha male.

Punting is the eternal search for a tight hole that you know never exist in the cheap and nasty cubicles that stink like unwashed moist bed sheets and discarded tissues.

Punting is to find yourself which you never know. That's why they have the huge mirrors for you in the dim cubicles. The imagery though fleeting is dreamlike.