So is it okay to talk about masturbation when reviewing the top movie in America which is about a hot clothless couple spanking and shoving stuff up each other’s butts?
Reminds me of a story.
Back in the day there was perhaps the greatest bar in the world down in the Florida Keys called HOLIDAY ISLE. It was about 20 miles up the road from where we always stayed on Grassy Key on the island we called I Slam A Dora, or officially known as Islamorada. It had four bars, two with live bands, two beaches, a swimming pool, a dock, an anchorage out a ways for lots of boats filled with topless babes and a few hotels in the background filled with partiers on the patios hooting and hollering as the babes paraded down the walk below. On weekends about 1000 hot babes made the 50 mile trek down from Miami to show off their hot bodies.
I took a video camera with me once – back in the day when video cameras were big and intrusive – and found it was a way of talking to every pretty woman there. I soon came up with an interview style with just two questions. Here are the best answers I recall.
If you were to win the contest today what would you do to make the world a better place to live?
Shop till I drop!
What contest?
Get a fake ID.
Pay off my cards.
Buy you a Rum Runner!
Move down here.
Get a new boyfriend.
So, how many men have you made love to?
Nine.
Not enough.
I am a lesbian.
None.
Who counts.
Get out of my face.
500!
Most though were really cute in looking up in the air, counting on their fingers and doing some math to arrive at their answer.
Somewhere around here I must have a half dozen old VHS tapes of all that which have never been watched. For as you know it’s the journey not the destination.