What more can I say? Top billin'

Ever look back through everything you've written of late and said "This is complete fucking dross"? I'm barely entertaining myself (which was easier before that homeless guy stole my vibrator, admittedly).

Anyhow, here's stuff elsewhere that might be of interest.

Over at Izzle pfaff, a rundown on the latest hateful commercials:

The terrible wife, adopting a rather glacial tone, responds that she's just trying to educate the doomed little sprite as to the relative benefits of their war machine. The husband rolls his eyes extravagantly, as if to say, "I can't believe I put up with this horrific cunt every day." The wife of course looks like a vengeful rodent.

Over at Pornblography, Carly visits the set of a porn movie:

“So Quaze and I were talking about ass milkshakes on our show yesterday,” Gauge continues.

Ass milkshakes? That doesn’t sound like what Kellis sings about. “What the hell is that?” I ask her.

“It’s this new thing Extreme is doing now,” she says with an eye roll. “Three guys come in a girl’s ass and she already has ice cream and sugar up there, and then she shits it out in a bowl and eats it.”

Charming. “Would you ever do that?”

Gauge shakes her head violently. “No way. Cold ice cream would make my ass pucker up real fast.”

I didn’t get the chance to ask her if what was so repellent about the situation was the temperature of the ice cream or the actual ingesting of it after it had been expelled from her anus along with three borderline transient’s sperm acting as chocolate sauce, as she had to get back to shooting.

Along these lines, here's an interview with a fluffer.

Finally, a heads up for those of you looking for something to do on V-Day, go see Todd Levin and friends at the Grand Central Bar in Williamsburg. And look for me in the audience: I'll be the one in the back booth wearing my airbrushed "Free Blow Jobs" tank top that I got in Virginia Beach a couple years ago. I wear it every Valentine's Day. (PS fellas, TIPPING ain't a city in China!)

Alright, back to the salt mines.