To celebrate being twenty-one, we went to a porn cinema. It felt like a necessary rite of passage, like teenage boys peer-pressured into visiting blase prostitutes. Afterwards, we even experienced a similar ache of disillusionment. For practical reasons - it being the only film in English - and because it possessed the most promising title, we
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Soft-core is so... unsatisfactory. I wouldn't dare to sit on the chairs in the cinema though, not without an overlay of plastic sheets. :/
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I did consider the plastic sheets but couldn't be bothered. We chose the very last row because the perverts are normally right in front.
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Did you get funny looks in the cinema?
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No, because we immediately rushed to the back, vowing to get up if anybody sat down beside us, and it was pitch dark by then. But we got blatantly leered at outside, even Tiffany in her deliberately ah pek-ish clothes.
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Ew to pulling his trousers up but it's not as gross as the story my friend Jono had to tell of a man wanking in the cinema to (of all films) The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas, which is about the Holocaust. Hot damn.
I saw a short porn flick online once that was hilarious because they TRIED to have a story. Also the fact that you could see it was originally in Spanish and then dubbed over with French. It was the story of a nurse that was in the ambulance with a geeky patient and then she had to fuck him (and give him a titwank LOL) to keep him alive. It was fuckin' hilarious, no pun intended.
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