The new playboy is out this month. The girls of the PAC 10 do an excellent job of showing their school’s finest nipples and ass. There is even a cute kiss between two blondes.
Other highlights include the Sarah Silverman's quote, “I was raped by a doctor, being a Jewish girl it was real bittersweet.”
She’s good. Speaking of the Jews, my boy Steve just informed me I am in his cousin’s bar mitzvah poem. Not only have I never been to temple and certainly never a bar mitzvah, I didn’t even know they made up poems. That’s some cool shit. I may try to swing up to NYC for his big premier.
Back to porn and other “vices,” recently some dude name Kyle has been judging me a lot. I think it’s funny when people judge me because I used to be the same way when I was more into organized religion and needing manmade structures to work their cognitive dissonance of my own mortality.
I feel sorry for people who spend a lot of time judging other people and assuming they’ve got the world by the balls. Even when I make a personal decision, and I consider all the facts, I still miss stuff and find out later I am wrong. I also lack much wisdom or perspective as I feel to truly understand most things in life, you have to be very, very informed or experience them first-hand. I can boast of neither that often.
I would also like to say a little piece about strippers here. I know that they sell ideals and sex and even rub a little close and (GASP) get a guy off. But I really don’t care. I have many friends that are whores to other things (job, relationship, family, school, MONEY) and no one judges them anywhere near as harshly as those in the adult entertainment industry. Why are we so hung up on sex? Who cares? I am quite familiar with studies that find many strippers and/or prostitutes have had a history of sexual abuse. I don’t like that, but I certainly don’t assume that they are wrong for what they are doing because of it.
I just get tired of all these people that look at situations in life and label and judge them when they have no, no fucking clue what is really going on. It’s like those dumb fucks that think Clinton’s presidency was just about blow jobs when they don’t know the first thing about his battle to get the 1993 budget passed of which brought in the beautiful, beautiful nineties.
Back to my BFF Kyle. He said on previous post in response to me calling him lame and previous posts about strippers an: “exotic dancer has no interest in committment, honesty or devotion - 3 unequivocally salutory virtues. those who support them or profit from them are also lax in their love of committment, assistance, compassion and service.”
Look Kyle, when I get a drink at a bar or Whopper from BK, those bastards don’t show any of that shit either. You know why? Because we live in a beautiful market-driven life here is the USA, and people just want our money...and that's okay because we want to fill our empty lives. Furthermore, when I get my Whopper or lap dance, I don’t want their “salutory virtues” anymore than they want mine.
Loosen up brother, have some whiskey or a BJ as your correlation between going to a strip club and being “lax in their love of committment, assistance, compassion and service” is juvenile at best.
I ain't sayin she's a golddigger...but