Sex as Junk Food
Here's an interesting quote about the commodification of sex
"The once forbidden fruit is now the junk food of a nation."
"Sex is everywhere, and yet it is nowhere. Who needs it? You can get it free on the Internet, without even cleaning your teeth."
Some bloke called R.Neville wrote that.
Virginity – This word is almost lost
I mean exactly what I mean
Its not in most people's vocabulary these days
You know what the problem with men is?
Say… this guy, pops every other girl's cherry
Then he says he wants to marry a virgin, when all the girls have been popped by him and all the other men who wants to marry virgins themselves but popped every other cherry as well.
Stupid isn't it?
Then again, most PEOPLE don't want to get married these days,
they just want to have junk food for the rest of their lives.
I mean, didn’t these people go to school? Didn’t they get educated by their parents?
Junk food is bad for health
Yeah then he reaches the age of 60
When even viagra stops working for him
and and all they have is stashed cash and a pot belly
He’s either sitting alone at home watching porn to no effect to his dick
or sitting in a bar with a few other men with pot bellies,
winking at 19 year olds pretending to be aroused when he can't be,
talking sex jokes like he just had an orgy last night, when in truth the last time he had sex was in his dream the previous night. and that it has been like that for the last 5 years
Then tell me all the junk food was worth it
Then tell me cash can buy happiness
With all that he has, the best he can do is hire a few strippers and strip in front of him
and the best he can can do after that is imagine what its like to be able to experience sexual pleasure.
Then he goes to bed alone
In that claustraphobic-causing room which he built with Twisties and Snickers and Mars
and all the wasted semen to cement all the crackers together,
and realize that he’s going to spend the rest of his life in that junk room he built for himself.
And trust me, the smell of the dollar notes will then drive him insane
because he lies down there, wishing he can buy off all the wasted years and energy.
But the dollar note, is just that. a note. a representation of nothing.
Then he spends the next 40 years of his life alone, with nothing but semented crackers for breakfast, lunch, and dinner
"The once forbidden fruit is now the junk food of a nation."
"Sex is everywhere, and yet it is nowhere. Who needs it? You can get it free on the Internet, without even cleaning your teeth."
Some bloke called R.Neville wrote that.
Virginity – This word is almost lost
I mean exactly what I mean
Its not in most people's vocabulary these days
You know what the problem with men is?
Say… this guy, pops every other girl's cherry
Then he says he wants to marry a virgin, when all the girls have been popped by him and all the other men who wants to marry virgins themselves but popped every other cherry as well.
Stupid isn't it?
Then again, most PEOPLE don't want to get married these days,
they just want to have junk food for the rest of their lives.
I mean, didn’t these people go to school? Didn’t they get educated by their parents?
Junk food is bad for health
Yeah then he reaches the age of 60
When even viagra stops working for him
and and all they have is stashed cash and a pot belly
He’s either sitting alone at home watching porn to no effect to his dick
or sitting in a bar with a few other men with pot bellies,
winking at 19 year olds pretending to be aroused when he can't be,
talking sex jokes like he just had an orgy last night, when in truth the last time he had sex was in his dream the previous night. and that it has been like that for the last 5 years
Then tell me all the junk food was worth it
Then tell me cash can buy happiness
With all that he has, the best he can do is hire a few strippers and strip in front of him
and the best he can can do after that is imagine what its like to be able to experience sexual pleasure.
Then he goes to bed alone
In that claustraphobic-causing room which he built with Twisties and Snickers and Mars
and all the wasted semen to cement all the crackers together,
and realize that he’s going to spend the rest of his life in that junk room he built for himself.
And trust me, the smell of the dollar notes will then drive him insane
because he lies down there, wishing he can buy off all the wasted years and energy.
But the dollar note, is just that. a note. a representation of nothing.
Then he spends the next 40 years of his life alone, with nothing but semented crackers for breakfast, lunch, and dinner
1 Comments:
Hi there...
I was searching for the "Shelter for my Soul" song by Bernard Fanning and your blog came up as search result...I've been looking everywhere for this song and the soundtrack is $40 + to buy here in Canada, [and doesn't seem to exist...neither does the movie :(]Anyway, I was wondering if you could possibly send the song to me? That is, if you even have it. I have MSN, AIM and Yahoo so we can send the file through that.
Anyway, if you're interested in any way, helping me out would be greatly, greatly appreciate.
You can email me at canadian_girl73@hotmail.com [just put Ned Kelly or something in the subject line] and we can exchange SN's or something.
Thanks!
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