There's a funny thing about porn. When it's good, it's really good. But when it's bad, it's beyond terrible.
I was watching this live web cast earlier today (because I was sick of cranking out yet another meaningless report for work). There was this web cast of an amatuer couple having sex so I tuned in for the heck of it.
The guy never took his long sleeve shirt off (I don't know, maybe that was a blessing in disguise). The chick has obviously not scene the inside of a gym in years.
The two of them spent more time discussing what they were going to do then actually doing anything. And I'm not talking about that hot, steamy bedroom kind of talk either.
I'm talking about conversations about camera angles and room temperature. Boring ass stuff. All said in with this dull, clincial kind of tone.
My thought was, "is the person you're f***ing really that bad that you're gonna think about this stuff?"
After a few minutes of this, I actually went back to filing my company's quarterly tax return. It seemed a lot more interesting.
And that is sad.
I was watching this live web cast earlier today (because I was sick of cranking out yet another meaningless report for work). There was this web cast of an amatuer couple having sex so I tuned in for the heck of it.
The guy never took his long sleeve shirt off (I don't know, maybe that was a blessing in disguise). The chick has obviously not scene the inside of a gym in years.
The two of them spent more time discussing what they were going to do then actually doing anything. And I'm not talking about that hot, steamy bedroom kind of talk either.
I'm talking about conversations about camera angles and room temperature. Boring ass stuff. All said in with this dull, clincial kind of tone.
My thought was, "is the person you're f***ing really that bad that you're gonna think about this stuff?"
After a few minutes of this, I actually went back to filing my company's quarterly tax return. It seemed a lot more interesting.
And that is sad.
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