I need a dirtier mind

Today there was a fancy dinner in the Pastafari restaurant. Nice food, although it took a long time and the portions were small. Luckily, unlike last year, the air conditioning didn’t break down.
At the end of the event, there was a contest. Due to the support of my table, I made it to the finals. However, when asked to give as many synonyms for “sex” as possible in 30 seconds, I could only come up with seven. And I think I made up one of those. I was actually winning compared to the other synonymists, until the last person was asked for synonyms for “breasts”. He topped out at ten.
It’s a good thing I didn’t care if I won. The prizes were for excursions that I had been on already. And really, how many times does one need to kiss a dolphin?