damn


A few nice what is sex images I found:

God damn it.

Image by IreneKaoru

The giant lights on metal stalks blind me as I emerge from the subway at Astor Place. Crowds of young people stand around in bright clothing. I wonder if it's a tour group from CT or something, the way they're all standing there, the way a couple of them have walkie talkies. I stroll over to my bus stop to wait for the M8 and some walkie talkie toting dickhead yells, "EXCUSE ME YOU NEED TO LIKE GET OUT OF THE WAY NOW oh hey are you trying to get the bus?"

"Yes. I'm trying to get the bus."

He backs off. Great. A movie shoot, my favorite. And I get to stand on the edge of it and be elbowed by groupies trying to get a peek while I wait for the bus after a long day. AWESOME. I snort and fix my attention on the crowd. I see now why they're just a little more brightly dressed than would be normal. Mostly they look like fashionistas, trying too hard on a slim budget, wearing things that are desperate, trendy and low quality. They must be going for Village authenticity, but they've missed a hair to the West.

"ROLLING," yells the dickhead. He's wearing designer jeans and has big hair. Like a video that's been un-paused, the crowd starts to move around. "CROWD PEOPLE BACKGROUND BACKGROUND YES THANK YOU."

I sigh to myself, thinking of the casting calls for extras I see occasionally, wondering if these people are all aspiring actors or just groupies with no lives or what. I crack and ask the nice looking walkie talkist nearest to me what's filming.

"Sex and the City," he says, grinning.

"Oh," I say. "The movie. Right. I'm sorry."

"That's OK," he says cheerfully.

"No, no," I clarify, "I mean, I feel sorry for you."

He starts laughing.

"No really, I'm sure the actresses are diva bitches," I say.

"Well," he says. "Yeah. Did you watch the show?"

"A little," I say. "I don't believe in TV. TV convinces women that shopping and vaginoplasties are overly important."

"That's a pretty big leap!!" he cries, thrown by the word. Vaginoplasties. I should toss that word into conversation more often. I make a mental note of it.

I shrug and get on the bus.

Angel?




Image by luisgosalbez

Who said angels don't have sex? What the hell is this?






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