Yo Vinnie,
I've suddenly found myself in serious discussions about the seriousness of my now suddenly serious relationship. However the only thing I can think seriously about is a threesome with my girl and her friend Nancy. But between these serious discussions there doesn't seem to be an opening for me to bring this up again. Suggestions?--R.E. (by email)

A WORTHWHILE TOPIC OF CONVERSATION: HOW MUCH WOOD COULD CHUCK'S BROAD CHUCK IF CHUCK'S BROAD WAS SUCKING CHUCK?

Dear Raid on Entebbe: Listen, men and women are the same. And there's this inevitable point in the relationship when familiarity will begin breeding contempt and to stave off the inevitable slide into hallway sex (where you walk by each other in the hall and say "fuck YOU") we both take action in our own separate but equal gender specific ways. She believes getting married will be the key to solving the problem of having no ice water in hell. You believe it'll be when she's stacked on top of Nancy and you're pole vaulting from hole to hole.

Who's right?

You are, my friend. You are.

We've told you. Now you tell her.