Pimp Your Ride

strip/fuck

Continuing with the telly commentary, let's turn to that other form of entertainment, the tv series. one of my faves right now has to be nip/tuck. this is porn with a storyline - they should use this as their pay-off line. blow-up dolls (with real suction action, of course), pavement-masturbating teens and hot lesbian temptresses are all somehow made to seem justified in telling each episode's tale, and don't seem gratuitous. I always measure how x-rated i think a tv show is by imagining i was watching it with my parents. this show would definitely make me squirm in front of them (if they even left it on long enough to get to the threesomes)...

this got me to thinking (yes, today i'm thinking) about other shows that were/are perceived to be controversial or much hyped about. i've noticed that these series find a formula that keeps bringing viewers back, then exaggerate it to a point where it loses any link to reality. 2 examples spring to mind - ally mcbeal (could she stop doing some stupid antic long enough to say one decent line?) and six feet under (riiiiiight... brenda's having a threesome with two college boys, then gets fingered by a man in a clothing store while his wife's standing 2 metres away). so - has nip/tuck crossed that line and become a gratuitously shocking programme that has lost all touch with reality? or has it just blinded me into content submission with its outrageous porn antics (and more importantly, that hot doctor Christian?) grr... play on, i say.

Calling all movie buffs *burp*

All these public holidays has got me to thinking... not much, really. In fact, I probably didn't think once all 4-day-heavenly weekend at all. Especially when I forked out R700 on two pairs of shoes within three minutes of each other. Ok, thinking about it now, I realise that the puma's were soooo necessary, but the furry brown ballet-takkie thingymagigs? Oh wait, they'll look fab with my also recently acquired furry brown skirt. Whew! That was close - I've managed to avoid the guilt plague that usually accompanies these sprees.

I'm still burping up the chocolate salami (don't laugh at the name, dirty readers, i know what you're thinking) I almost single-handedly ate during our Kirstenbosch picnic on Sunday. Yum! Overpriced, but still, yum!

On to more serious matters - watched Pirates of the Caribbean on MNet on Sunday, and I'm still disturbed. How did Jack Sparrow jump off the suspended rope he slid down with his hands tied together with handcuffs. huh? And, who wrote the scripts for Indiana Jones The Last Crusade? I'm too lazy to check. Surely, Jewish Steven Spielberg wouldn't promulgate such Christian mythology to the masses. He'd be doing more work than the Pope could achieve!

Right, getting tired from all this thinking. Let me go work instead.

Reality email

Nothing depresses me more than receiving the emails of people who seems to do crazy stuff with their lives all the time. Exhibit A: the email pasted below, from a friend for whom such activity is hardly out of the ordinary - apologies to said friend, hope he never checks this and sees i put his life up on my blog. but then, it's soooo much ore exciting than mine at the moment. oh, and i attempted to surf for the first time ever this weekend, and might get a second tattoo on thursday. but that's the most exciting thing in a while.
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L, whats up? Cape Town rocked, like always. Think I could live there really easily. Only fuck up was the lack of pickwicks milkshakes…kinda felt like I would be cheating on you by going with someone else, so gonna have to wait till next time. And thanks to the fucking useless incompetent cunts at kulula I have a R400 voucher I need to use in the next 2months. Flight back Sunday night was meant to be 21:20 but due to “delays” left just before 12 landed at02:00, took fucking 40minutes to get lugguage out because there was nobody fucking left at the airport and got home only after 03:30… after a very very long weekend with no sleep, so I was not the happiest little camper!But it was cool, spent sat night in stellenbosch playing with a “new friend”, got on super well with her, but once again a distance thingy so just gonna see what happens.Had the most ridiculous weekend now, still feeling it. Ended up by chance in joburg on Friday night at billy the bums, bumped into a friend of my ex-girlfriend who I hadn’t seen since varsity, and within 30minutes she had asked me if I would not rather go home and fuck cause I looked bored… was there with Eileen (like new best mate) so declined the offer and had Eileen sulk about this girl who was all ova me. But then not even 20minutes after been dropped of at home by Eileen my phone rang and it was robain saying she was 10minutes away from Pretoria and I must explain to her where I live. Mentioning that my parents were away and giving her my number could have been a mistake but was high on coke and didn’t take her seriously…So she came over, we did about a million lines and then ended up fucking for about 9hours straight, thanks to cd, ha ha. Managed to get her to leave about 30minutes before the hockey club pitched at my place for a pool party and rugby, followed by stupid drinking until Sunday morning and me finally getting to go to sleep after being awake since 6am on Friday.And now on top of everything Eileen is so pissed off with me, but will surely get over it. Do not fucking understand girls! But a fun weekend all around. Bit more entertaining than the one befor, but both really good.Planning a quiet one this week for fucking sure.