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[apocalypsos]

Elder Bush wants Jeb to run for President. And I want to throw up now. *gags*

In other news, another poll:

[Poll #504053]

Keep in mind, I ask this as someone whose entire family watched a Skinemax movie one New Year's Eve, whose parents once gave us kids all their old Playboys and Playgirls, and who spent five minutes during the last phone call to Mom having a serious discussion about whether my brother got laid the week before.

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[shadowcat]

Considering that my parent is my grandmother...uhm, no.

[ladysorka]

...when I was in high school, my mother would leave notes by the computer that said things like "Go check out this fantastic Janeway/Chakotay NC-17 story!".

And, just yesterday, she gave me "If you need birth control, get an IUD not the pills. The pills gave me massive problems with nightime leg cramps." as a piece of completely unprompted advice.

Not to mention there was that discussion about my sister's friend's love of giving blowjobs.

I love my mother.

[isabeau.livejournal.com]

I don't really talk about sex/porn with my dad, but I do with my mom. To the point where I have Educated her in a number of aspects (I think she was a little disturbed that I went off to college and came back with a lot more sex knowledge than she had -- none of it practical, mind you, but *still*), and where she has been known to ask me about what various terms mean and so on.

It's a little weird. But since I've done it, and with more amusement than squickedness, I can't really claim to be in the "eww ack" category. ;)

[vass]

Elder Bush wants Jeb to run for President.

*groan* That's all we needed.

My parents are comfortable talking about sex in front of me. I'm not comfortable hearing them talk about sex, or talking about sex in front of them.

[tinylegacies.livejournal.com]

Well... my mom has never been shy about it.

And just this weekend my dad asked me if "everyone kept their clothes on" at a party I went to the night before.

[cmpriest.livejournal.com]

depends on which set of parents (oh how modern, eh?).
my mother -- no way. she won't even read the book i wrote because the idea of life after death sans god (read: ghosts) makes her uncomfortable ...

but my stepmother was an emergency room nurse for 20 years, and my dad was an operating room nurse longer than that. NOTHING is off-limits to those two. it makes my friends uncomfortable sometimes.

[tenebris.livejournal.com]

I answered "Ewww!" because Parents (set 1) are so adamant about not knowing details of any sort of sex life that they've put a "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy in place. Which works for me. However, stepmom of Parents (set 2) would probably be okay to discuss sex with. When she was here, she basically told me not to have sex, but that vibrators are fine. (In some very different words.) And she's told us, obliquely, some very interesting details about my Dad. So it's cool...weird, but cool.

[fortuna-juvat.livejournal.com]

My test of whether or not I was mature enough to have sex is whether or not I could tell my mom about it. I could probably talk to my Dad, but he still thinks of me as a 4-year old in pigtails, so I'd rather not. :-P

[pervinca.livejournal.com]

Hoom, hoom. Well, it was extremely uncomfortable when Mum asked if I was still into fanfiction. Heh.

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

My parents and I watch Queer as Folk together. My dad loves Brian Kinney. My mom has read my slash, and when finding out how big my vibrator is, declared that hers was bigger. Also, when I told them I was probably bisexual, the reply was, "That's nice. Where do you want to go for dinner?"

.....Uh, [/TMI]

[conuly]

Well, I probably wouldn't discuss specific sex acts or specific pornographic works with my mom, but discussing it in the abstract would be fine.

[conuly]

And therefore has not only had sex, but knows that her kids have had sex.

[conuly]

She is definitely cool-sounding.

[cesario.livejournal.com]

it's not so much that it's "eww! gross!" as it is "oh god, mom? stop having a heart attack! mom?"

[mayhap]

See, I would have no problem talking about sex with my parents. It's just that they keep acting like little kids about it. ("Eww! Gross! La la la I can't hear you la la la!")

[crevette.livejournal.com]

As a resident of Florida, I would love to just have him go away.

But not that way, please, no...

[abbylee]

I wouldn't describe my parents as prudes, and we certainly saw them show physical affection toward each other growing up. My sister and I weren't allowed to watch anything but G/PG rated movies until we were in junior high, but years later there was no problem watching R rated movies as a family with my little brother around.

However, actual discussions of sex? No. My twenty year old brother fell on his hip last week and got this huge bruise. (As a sporty family, this is an accomplishment that required sending web cam pictures to my father as proof of just how large it was.) My mother was shocked to discover that my brother's girlfriend has seen his bruise. Because, you know, boys would never drop trou in front of their girlfriends.

[bailunrui.livejournal.com]

Sex in the abstract is okay. Porn? Um... no. I'm very open with my parents on a lot of things but there are just some things that we don't need to share with each other.

[harmonyfb.livejournal.com]

I have no problem talking about sex with Mom. Otoh, I'm pretty sure that Dad thinks we got the kids from under a cabbage leaf.

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

My cousin Laurie (the family perv) once asked me when I was a teenager if I'd ever heard my parents having sex in their room across the hall.

What I had said then was, "EWW! NO!" What I would say now is probably, "No, they're not trying hard enough."

[agilebrit.livejournal.com]

Yes with the Maternal Unit, a world of no with the Paternal one. But I think that's probably a natural thing with female kids.

[onefishjyuufish.livejournal.com]

My parents always made it more than clear that my brother and I could talk to them about anything. And then they proceeded to make sure that we knew they didn't mind talking about anything and, at the time, it weirded me out enough that I haven't been able to do it since.

I'm half prudish and half utterly TMI. I can talk to my mom though and I have, on occasion, but I'd really rather not. And generally have no reason to.

[leiascully.livejournal.com]

There should be a medium choice. I just talked about Han Solo's tight tight pants with my parents, but I think they were weirded out.

[sabotabby]

Actual conversation with my mum:

So, my boy is in town, which generally means non-stop sex. Meanwhile, my parents are moving, so they're giving me their futon and I'm giving my old futon to the neighbours. There's a period of time in which I have no futon in my apartment, and then mum shows up with the new futon.

Mum (jokingly): Oh, maybe you kids can have fun testing out the new bed.
Me: Dunno, kinda tired from this afternoon.
Mum: But...but...there was no bed here this afternoon.
Me (points to carpet): You really need to spice up your sex life.

I'll only talk about porn in the abstract with her, though (i.e., pro- and anti-porn feminism). It's funny the things I'm prudish about.

[diannelamerc.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's about where I fall. Not really "Ew Gross!", but not entirely comfortable either...

[thesumo.livejournal.com]

My father asked me a couple of years ago in a conversation about whether or not I would be allowed to see my boyfriend if I had ever let a guy feel me up. I of course said "No, never." My mom on the other hand got a very uncomfortable admission from me about birth control. In other words, "EW ACK AHHH!"

[dragonwhishes.livejournal.com]

My Mom is cool. I can talk to her about anything, basically. Hells, my next door, elderly neighbor and I were talking about how puberty sucked and hormones the last time I saw her.

[ampersand.livejournal.com]

Abstract, yes, concrete details/recs, no way in hell.

[gruyere.livejournal.com]

whose entire family watched a Skinemax movie one New Year's Eve

What movie?

(Yes, there's a surprisingly strong chance I'll be familiar with it.)

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

I can't even remember, really. I just remember everybody hanging out in my parents's game room, somebody was flipping through the channels, and suddenly there were breasts and my uncle Richie yelled, "Oh, leave this on!" So then we watched soft-core as a family for two hours until the ball dropped.

Huh. That last sentence sounds so wrong, it went right around the bend into sounding okay again. :)

[callmesyd.livejournal.com]

I borrow my folks' porn collection all the time (granted, much of it for "OH MY GOD THIS IS SO BAD LET'S MOCK IT" purposes, but the Ginger Lynn stuff's good by me), my dad sends me wallpapers with boobage when he finds one he thinks I'll like, and (as the last one alludes to) we've had loooong discussions on the types of men and women I find hawt. For example, just this afternoon, I informed my mother that I'd like to take a vacation in Christian Bale's pants. She insisted that it takes more than nice abs to get her planning a vacation, and I called her a liar. :>

The next time I hear them having sex, I'm banging on the door and telling them to "KEEP IT DOWN, PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP! DAMN KIDS!", I swear.

[muffytaj.livejournal.com]

Ditto.

[rashaka.livejournal.com]

*No* trouble is a bit extreme, but I picked it because it's more that than the other option. We're free to *talk* about sex and feel comfortable doing so, but visually watching it together is awkward. I wouldn't send my dad an email with a pornographic cartoon joke, for instance. Or watch porn with him. But talking is fine and my parents explained what sex was pretty early on, figuring it best I hear it from them first.

On a side note, according to them (I can't remember) when I was like 4 or 5 I listened to their explanation, then freely decided to share what I'd learned with all the other kids in daycare. And then the teachers/staff of the day care talked my parents and said something to the nature "Sir, Ma'am, your daughter's been going around talking about sex to all the other 5 year olds." And my parents basically shrugged and said, "Hey, she asked."

[thedorkygirl.livejournal.com]

I live with my grandparents.

By the time I was four, I called my mother the "toaster" because, as my Bummy said, "She just kept poppin' out kids!"

Yeah, we have no trouble with talking about sex in my house. I think I realized that when I was ten, and Bummy described why, exactly, one would need a double-headed vibrator (lesbians, she said).

[scary-being-me.livejournal.com]

I never had a problem talking about sex with my father. I walked in on him watching a porn when I was 15 or 16 and it was no big deal. He told me I could watch it if I wanted to. He knew I'd been borrowing his Playboys for years.

I never discussed sex "in detail" with my mother; but it wasn't something we avoided discussing either.

My parents were wicked cool people.