Mr. Tea
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Succint expression of the lad's attitude to sex: loves shagging birds but terrified of eroticism.
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Succint expression of the lad's attitude to sex: loves shagging birds but terrified of eroticism.
baboon2004
Darned cockwombles.
Surprised no-one (who doesn't already know obvs) is speculating on whether Barty's real first name is Ken or Klaus.
That Macc Lads post is a disturbing monument to British sexuality. I feel soiled now.
That Macc Lads post is a disturbing monument to British sexuality. I feel soiled now.
baboon2004
Darned cockwombles.
mucky, smutty, gunky
Corpsey
bandz ahoy
From Middle English smutten (“to defile, debase”), related to German Schmutz (“filth, dirt, smut”) and schmutzen (“to make dirty, stain”).
Compare also Old English smitta (“smear; blot; mark; stain; pollution”), Old English besmītan (“to besmut; defile; dirty; pollute; contaminate”).
Mr. Tea
Let's Talk About Ceps
But that merely begs the question of why porn producers felt sax soundtracks were appropriate to porn in the first place, doesn't it?
Can a sound be inherently sleazy? How much of it is to do with the simple lexical similarity of 'sax' and 'sex'?
Corpsey
bandz ahoy
This dovetails with the discussion of German scat-porn in the Club Music thread.
Often wondered if there's a definitive book about national fetishes out there - and I'll use this platform to ask again.
There's no getting around it - British porn is always depressing, tawdry, staggeringly unsexy. Always looks like its been filmed in a suburban living room with dog-hairs poking out of the settee. Looks like rain out of the window.
Corpsey
bandz ahoy
It's that combo of glissando and squawking distortion. Smooth, sinuous, hand going up the skirt. The squawking jolts of orgasmic thrill.
sadmanbarty
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having the horn
sadmanbarty
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one night stand’s as lost futures.
forgotten possibilities.
affinities that were never compelled to die in the face of sustained reality.
women constructed upon rose tinted memories, dreams and aspirations.
i’ve never seen a happy relationship. they all end up as decades upon decades of mutual resentment as one another fails to be the person they promised to be. visions of happy ever afters become habitually and routinely desecrated.
but never in dreams. never in memories.
one night stand’s as lost futures.
forgotten possibilities.
affinities that were never compelled to die in the face of sustained reality.
women constructed upon rose tinted memories, dreams and aspirations.
i’ve never seen a happy relationship. they all end up as decades upon decades of mutual resentment as one another fails to be the person they promised to be. visions of happy ever afters become habitually and routinely desecrated.
but never in dreams. never in memories.
sadmanbarty
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sex under starlight .
the twinkle in her eye.
passion expanding into infinity.
humid summer nights alone together nestled amongst gentle turf and caressed by silken moonlight. nature's welcoming bosom.
nighttime in eden.
sex under starlight .
the twinkle in her eye.
passion expanding into infinity.
humid summer nights alone together nestled amongst gentle turf and caressed by silken moonlight. nature's welcoming bosom.
nighttime in eden.
Mr. Tea
Let's Talk About Ceps
sadmanbarty
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in other words dogging.
sadmanbarty
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a goblin nonce lurking in the shadows of flickering torchlight.
its skeletal, brittle physique arched. it’s boney fingers contorted displaying the sign of a turkish facist organisation. its protruding nose hooked and twitching, nostrils filling with the pungent sex of antifa whores and the defiled virgin mary.
through the crypt it creeps. vaporous, apparitional murmurs echo through its cold stone walls. “facts don’t care about your feelings”. “take that snowflake”.
it mutters to itself.
and back it scurries into the shadows.
no sex.
cancel culture.
sadmanbarty
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leo once asked why i liked a tinashe song, so i wrote down what i heard when i listened to it. luke got all excited and increasingly encouraged that kind of phenomenological listening on dissensus, which meant i got some practice in.
don't know where it all comes from though. the only stuff i read is dry political things.
don't know where it all comes from though. the only stuff i read is dry political things.