Sex in the...everything Part 1
Sex. I'm one of it's biggest fans. Scrabble. A game I enjoy playing. But do I want to have sex while I'm playing Scrabble? Honestly, not so much. Yet that is exactly what's been happening since I found an Android app to play with. Ok, sex while in the car or in a thousand other dimly lit and less reputable places, but during a Scrabble game....I mean really??
....and my thingy is twice as long as this!
There are people signed up there as: bOObies84, hrdfkr, gudlay...you get the idea. They let you put in a microscopic profile picture and I'll be damned if there isn't a percentage of them which are of someone's chest or ass. And you know the funny thing? Some of them are damned good Scrabble players.
What's happening to us? It seems we're so saturated with porn that we think that's how real life is. To those of you looking to play Horny Scrabble, I've only got one thing to say:
Stop for the love of God trying to fucking hit on me while playing virtual Scrabble! Unless, of course, you happen to be living in the area, are gay and moderately attractive - but they always seem to resign the game too quickly.
Is it possible that we've got too much sex and porn in our lives? One my biggest attractions to sex has been that - in some respects - I grew up in a time when it was the "forbidden fruit", which Wiki describes as:
"any object of desire whose appeal is a direct result of knowledge that cannot or should not be obtained or something that someone may want but is forbidden to have."
Well now it seems that it's not so much a forbidden fruit as a whole damn free fucking orchard open to the public.
When I was younger, pretty much the only skin I ever saw was in my National Geographic magazine, which unfortunately was issued only monthly and even then had only women's boobies. But I remember finding out - believe it or not in an ad in my Popular Mechanics - that there was an men's underwear company called (I'm almost guessing here) Parrs Underwear of Arizona.
And in the ad was a closeup picture of a mans crotch in some kind of shiny undies. So naturally, I promptly sent away for the catalog and duly waited a few weeks until it arrived in the mail. I am now convinced in retrospect that this was really some kind of underground porn that by chance happened to be owned by the same publishing company that owned Popular Mechanics.
Because what I got was 300+ closeup pictures of some very fine gentlemens crotch dressed in a mind numbing array of sleazy, yet tastefully photographed, underwear. I was in shock. I couldn't believe that I had stumbled on to such a goldmine! Needless to say my parents Kleenex bill went through the roof over the next couple of months.
I mean that was my teenaged year porn - seriously. Take a look, they have these kind of pictures in the Sears catalog nowadays. These kind of pictures wouldn't even get Jello hard in 2011.
Yet this was MY forbidden fruit.
Part 2 will bring my thoughts about where I think this is leading us and why maybe it's not such a good idea to cancel your National Geographic magazine so quickly.
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LOL!!!
You do know what ran in my mind when i read "But do I want to have sex while I'm playing Scrabble?"
Great post mate...True, porn was not easily accessible at you time like nowadays :)
Yes! I remember when I was young (much younger :P) I was collecting cuttings from magazines with photos of handsome guys or great masculine bodies (or handsome guys with a great body - that was rare).
And then... It was probably when I was 13. MY FIRST PC WITH (MODEM) INTERNET CONNECTION!!! That was a shock! Browsing through all that forbidden sites made me feel like I was drunken.
:D
@retan:
Exactly! What ultimately happens when sex becomes so commonplace that it no longer excites? Is this perhaps a way that the human population growth will begin to slow or decline? Maybe that's not such a bad thing. Seeing that much porn that can that extreme is like being drunk and sooner or later it somehow catches up with you. I love porn like the next guy, but I'm becoming a bit disturbed at some of the things I've been browsing lately.