Now for a bedtime story. Emphasis on the bedtime. And the story. And there might be penis involved.

Who, me? 

So, like, you know Madonna? Of Madonna fame? ‘Parently, she almost had intercourse of the bopping in the booboo kind with the late John F. Kennedy Jr. (before he died), but had to stop at the crucial momento owing to lack of condom singular. Nuffink. Nowt. Jack-diddly-squat.

*gutted*

The story goes that the pair checked into a cheap motel in Chicago in 1988, but the business at hand couldn’t go further. So stayed at hand-level, we assume. Still, better than nothing. Specially when the gennelman in question looked like this:

Cute. Now sadly deceased.

‘They were working their way around the bases, and as they rounded third and headed for home, she asked him if he had any protection,’ reveals Rob Littell – a friend of John’s when they were both students at Brown University – to C. David Heymann in his book, American Legacy.

Oh.

ps. ‘Working their way around the bases, and as they rounded third and headed for home’?! How old are you, Rob, three?

pps. Like to read more bumf on the matter at hand? Oh, okay then.

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3 comments to “Now for a bedtime story. Emphasis on the bedtime. And the story. And there might be penis involved.”

  1. Err, not that I want to appear ungrateful for all your hard work, but this story is really, really, really, really, really old. Decades old.

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  2. the story that they went out is old, obviously, but i hadn’t heard the condom bit. either way, it’s doing the rounds for some reason. someone’s obviously got a book to flog.

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  3. Is it wrong of me to find the thought of this incredibly hot. I knew he went out with her but I’d never heard anything about cheap motels and condoms (which is obviously the bit I like).

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