Didn't know that, thanks. I heard so many crazy rumours this weekend, I'm happy it's staying there.

Second day, to my own surprise, I chose jocks, and just jocks. Like, I don't know if it was a counterreaction to my feelings the day before, or feeling more confident because my bf also went in jocks, or that I was just horny enough to try it. Or all three. In any case, it felt quite liberating.

Highlight this year: a guy in full pup gear on an e-scooter, zooming past the Eritrean church where mass had just finished, so everyone was outside. Barely anyone noticed him, or it just didn't faze them at all. Guess they were warned or just already used to it.