Photo credit Tim League
I've never been a fan of air guitar -- either playing it or watching someone else do it. There's something a little too self-conscious (and at the same time oblivious) -- not to mention geeky -- about it for me to really be able to just let go and pretend that I'm playing an instrument that I don't play -- much less an instrument that's not even really there.
But air sex on the other hand, now there's an American pastime I could get into. And lucky for me, flocks of horny, attention starved hipsters are swarming venues across this fine land to simulate doing the dirty with an imaginary partner.
Here are the simple, easy-to-follow rules:
If you want to give it a go, check out the Air Sex Championship site to find out when the mock humpfest will be inserting itself (but not really) into your city.
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