Very few things in this world surprise me, gross me out, disgust me, etc. My coworkers are constantly trying to up the ante, make me cringe, shock me, yadda yadda yadda. Although what I am about to write about is hardly anything jaw-dropping or even disturbing it certainly is...odd.
There is a so-called fetish people have called, Dendrophilia. Dendrophilia is a condition by which people get aroused by trees. Yes, trees. Those things that come from acorns and house birds' nests and shed leaves during the fall. Those things that lumberjacks cut down and that hippies hug. TREES. Arboreal copulation. In my wildest imagination I cannot comprehend the panty-creaming effect of a Mulberry, Giant Oak, or Mighty Sycamore tree (unless of course those are metaphors I've given to my man's junk), yet it has become "legitimate" enough for there to actually be a word for it in the dictionary.
