

Yes.
What I have difficulty with, is when some wayward knotted cluster I’ve inadvertently consumed, tries to jump ship the next day in the restroom, while having managed to braid itself on one end into my derrière hair, while the other side of it is still chilling somewhere up in my small intestine.
This is likely a regional thing but the one I went to, which was billed as LGBTQ friendly, had 20 participants, 1 bi woman, 1 bi man, 2 straight women and the rest was straight men.
It was not well organized, cost $20, used prompts that weren’t relevant since the early 90’s and overall was awkward and depressing. I hope yours fares better.
Pretty sure I was the only one on speed too. (Joking!)