Funny sh#t Ray, Thanks for the laugh.....and Randy V. I'm sorry if you were ever climbing in the Tahoe area 2 to 3 decades ago and I farted or was my usually charming self and pissed you off. Climb on.......Climbing.
Sade spoke obvious regret about
a minor episode in Marseille, in 1772, involving the non-lethal
poisoning of prostitutes with the supposed aphrodisiac
Spanish fly and sodomy with his manservant Latour;
the year the two were sentenced to death in absentia
for sodomy and said poisoning, he said:
"hmm, seemed like everyone was having a blast but, um yes
guess things did get a bit out of hand...
not sure what went wrong!?? Oh well, ok then,
I apologize for that TOO!"
The Marquis, while in prison, sent letters to his wife. (or girlfriend, but this is biographical stuff)
In them he specified dimensions, --length and girth, for wooden dildos which she had made special so he could sodomize himself while on vacation in the can.
Gotta love a perfectionist!
Um, ...I'm just sayin'
A fugitive from justice, Sade later hid at his Lacoste mansion
where he rejoined his wife who became an accomplice in his
ahem, subsequent endeavors(!)
He kept a group of young employees at Lacoste,
most of whom complained about sexual mistreatment
and quickly left his (their) service.
Sade had to flee to Italy again.
In 1776 he returned to Lacoste,
again hired several servant girls, most of whom fled.
Over tea, with an aching hear the Marquis spoke his amends,
"Hahahaha!, wow, what a fukkin' party man!
hahaha! Me an' the old lady - whoowee she was BAD!!
You want me to apologize? For that?? It was HER idea!
Sh*t, ok...I, I'm sorry! I, hahahaha!, really really am!"