speaking of porn, i met up with some old friends last night. one of them turned 30 right before our eyes. J and E expected E to turn gay. he didn't. but he kept going on and on and on about brokeback mountain, which J hasn't seen and probably won't ever. L's ex-boyfriend I was there too in a spiffy biker outfit, with a black jacket and gloves and helmet and stuff. he told us about having a brokeback moment with E: one time he slept over at I's house, they were were in bed together, just sleeping. I leans over in his sleep and starts rubbing E's tummy, who wakes up screaming, thinking I was going to brokeback him. (yes, it's now being used as both verb and adjective.)
there was this other time almost 10 years ago when we made E and E kiss each other. i can't remember if it was more than a smack or if there was tongue involved. i just remember it was so damn funny. J told me E is still very bothered by what happened. which could explain all the recent buff macho posturing. or that could just be because he's a daddy now. i dunno.
where does the porn come in? I teaches at some deliquent-rich-kids-growing-up-to-be-taipans school at RCBC plaza, teaches the kids cool techie hardware stuff, how to pirate and how to download porn from the internet. he told us about the most disturbing porn he had ever seen: a 30-minute video clip of a girl on a swing. she's fully clothed and she's just swinging back and forth, back and forth for 30 minutes in some playground. i asked him what makes it porn. he says, "just how sick would you have to be to get off on something like that?"
good point.
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please ask yer friend for the link of that girl on the swing. heh.
by the way: i listened again to that smoke city song this morning on the way to work, and the fact that 90 percent of the people i was on the shuttle with were like pre-debutantes made me feel as if i was doing something immoral.
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