, and who knows you better than you? You know all of your complex turn-ons2
, your favorite spots3
and your ideal sexual execution, ("sexecution"). Every weird thing you've ever been too ashamed to admit to another person, it's all fair game in the temporary clone brothel. Nothing is off limits.
Two Yous, with an expertly-detailed map of your sexual preferences and nothing on their minds except pleasure for You
, locked in a room for an hour.
It can be also be learning experience for all of you shy, awkward folks out there. Are you a good kisser? Is what you think of as "gentle caressing" more like "clumsy pawing"? Some people have a trusting enough relationship with their partners that they can ask these questions openly, and some people are just naturally gifted (Booyah). But you? This is how you find out.
The hang up that a lot of people have here is this: "Yes, my clone would theoretically know all of my turn-ons, but you know what probably my biggest turn on is? Women, and that's something the clone just can't provide."
This is true, but shouldn't put the veto on the whole clone-boning outright, because it overlooks the big, sweeping PRO in the clone-f**king camp.
Namely, the point is that, Hey, this clone
disappears in an hour.
You will never, and I repeat, never
have the chance to full-on f**k yourself again. The experience, whether ultimately good or bad, is still an experience that you can only have this on time
. And, as I said before, remember that you're the only one. The only one in history who could potentially know what it feels like to f**k yourself. Only one person in the entire world, in the whole spectrum of time can have this exact experience, that person is you. And you're going to pass?
When I visited South Africa to find myself spiritually and lay low from some cops for a while, I made sure I sampled all of the local cuisine, no matter how smelly or clearly-made-out-of-monkey-brains some of it was because, s**t, when would I be back to South Africa? Might as well slurp those brains while the chance presents itself, right? You probably regret certain actions you didn't take, trips you didn't go on, crushes you never talked to; do you really need another regret?
Because on your death bed, you will regret the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity you passed up. Count on it.
Go ahead and get your clone-bone on!