I live in The Castro district of San Francisco. It's pretty Gay--literally. Which is fine. It's a fun neighborhood, a good area to live. There are, of course, the crazy Gay adult video window displays. Usually, since I've been here a while now, I'm able to put my head down and not pay attention. Sometimes, however, there are too-large-to-ignore displays that catch one's eye and you feel it out of your peripheral vision. You turn and say "Whoa!" Out of those few times, there are the special-moments-of-hilarity movie titles that make you smile: "Long Johns", "Bear Attack."
About a week ago I finally saw what may be my favorite Gay adult movie title:
"Just Dickin' Around"
About a week ago I finally saw what may be my favorite Gay adult movie title:
"Just Dickin' Around"
IN YOUR FACE ROBIN!
Vote it up.
This was sitting to the right of my screen as I watched a video someone sent me. "Slackwhacker77" is a patriot but also a slacker who whacks off on his computer alot? I think. Just fucking join the Navy dude.
That was stuck in the middle-pages of Friday's SF Chronicle.
Makes you feel a little sexy.
It's been raining for what seems like the last eleven thousand days. Today I watched "Cocaine Cowboys" and pondering my all around poverty; and now I find myself day-dreaming about finding a bag O money (pictured above).
