and yes, he and the horse are both nekkid. Here’s the poster: don’t say I never did nuthin’ for ya, but if this turns you on I think you need to seek some help pronto Tonto!

I freely admit this doesn’t do it for me, but there must be millions out there it DOES do it for, and for those millions I freely post the History of Tentacle Porn. I do find it fascinating that most of this is a response to overly-specific porn definitions.

or twattease: we are, after all, very evenhanded and all Feminista here on the ol’ raincoaster blog.
The Guardian reports that the most famous and historic brothel in the world has just re-opened, but don’t pack your prophylactics quite yet. The reportage, while
factually unassailable, omits some of the most critically relevant information tourists require before booking their vacation time, lathering themselves in strawberry-flavoured viscosity and chucking the carefully-powdered latex bodysuits into a duffle bag.
The “wolves’ lair” – ancient Pompeii‘s biggest, best planned and most richly decorated brothel – yesterday reopened to the public after extensive restoration.
They will let you in. They will take your money. And then they will shaft you.

It’s true, what CollegeHumor says: spammers give the best advice. Their missives are, in their incontrovertable wisdom, akin to the Dufflepuds Chorus in The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (we are all about the literary allusions lately!) in their perfect logic. “Getting dark now. Always does at night. When a chap’s hungry, he likes some vicutals,” etc, etc.
I challenge you to take issue with any of these pearls of wisdom all the way from Nigeria:
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