What happens when you allow your imagination to fantasize about soulfully smug indie singer songwriter Bon Iver? The perfectly twee — heirloom tomatoes and spiderwebs! — erotic snippets compiled on the just launched “Bon Iver Erotic Stories” blog. This blog is hilarious because, as Julie explains, sex with Bon Iver would probably be the worst. “The room would smell like cedar and it would be SO COLD,” Julie just shuddered. “I bet he would, like, smell faintly of sardines and there’d be a corner of his bedroom reserved for his ARTISINAL KOMBUCHA OPERATION.” Anyway, see more Bon Iverotica after the jump…
