@gilliansze:

Love affair with the photocopier. Making mid-session chapbooks.

This is why the whole sex-on-the-copier-myth is bullshit. It’s uncomfortable and also, if you’re there you’d probably have to use the thing. And then you wouldn’t want to do stuff that might make the copier upset — a broken photocopier is worse to fix than a feuding family at a last will and testament reading.

But most important: making fanzines and chapbooks in a room engulfed with the smell of paper? That beats uncomfortable sex with paper jam triggered by the wrong things (ouch!). I mean: sheesh, there has to be at least tens of rooms more suitable within running distance. Leave the poor copier alone and let it churn the pages. (Words on paper is awesome.)