Monday, December 22, 2008

Dude, when It Comes to Poking Me in My Anal Eye, There Is Only the Hard Way. My Proctologist Will Back Me Up on That.*


Voice Over: We met Fleece Johnson, a longtime inmate, who practices a very different kind of homosexuality.

Fleece Johnson: We have sexual desires, right? So you got a bunch of mens locked up in one place. All of them get hard. All of them horny. All of them have sexual desires. So what are they going to do?

You won't let them have a woman. They going to have each other. Somebody's going to have to give us booty.



Um, that's not a different kind of homosexuality. Unless he desires men, that's a different kind of heterosexuality, one based on the inability to acquire men and the substitution of a sphincter for the preferred vagina, a heterosexuality based on deprivation, erection deception, and rape, obviously. It's the pruno of heterosexuality, where you're making do because the real object of your desire is impossible to obtain. So really, this is a different kind of masturbation, with the other inmate playing the part of the fleshlight, not a different kind of sexuality.

Of course, if Fleece desires men, then this isn't a different kind of homosexuality. It's just a prison rape. Nothing new or different about that.

*There might be an easy way to tap that, but if you're not Monica Bellucci with a dainty strap on and a lot of lube, there's really no reason to discuss it. You really need to be Monica Bellucci to gain access to the easy way.

2 Comments:

Blogger Finster's Mom said...

Is that the tossed salad man?

6:50 PM  
Blogger Biff Loman said...

The Tossed Salad guy was on an HBO special. I laugh at Fleece Johnson. The TSG scared the peanuts out of my shit, as they say. (Oh, they're saying it.)

8:44 PM  

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