November 6th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
I’m often fascinated by the ways images are altered as they get put to various different uses. So I was delighted when reader Lena commented on this topless Somali motorcyclist advertising card by posting a link to a version of the photograph that was the source material for it. That link, plus a bit of image searching for larger versions, gives us this:
November 6th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
This could be used as an object lesson in the importance of precision and clarity in sexual negotiation:
He begged her for a threesome. She agreed, and promised to ask among her friends to get it set it up…
November 5th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
When I first saw the Colt Anal Douche, my thought was “I can think of all kinds of ways to use that in a manner not perfectly consistent with its labeling.”
And sure enough, I wasn’t the only one! This pretty girl at Bizarre Video has an idea or two, for instance:
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November 4th, 2012 -- by Bacchus
I just don’t understand how acoustic folk music ended up with such a bad rap by the early 1970s. I just don’t:
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November 3rd, 2012 -- by Bacchus
It’s an advertising card from Moto Bianchi, supposedly a scene from Somalia.
November 2nd, 2012 -- by Bacchus
A wife wants to be remembered:
Devoted widower Milan Marinkovic had his wife’s vagina engraved on her headstone saying it was her dying wish to make sure he never looked for another woman.
Wife Milena – from Velika Krusevica, Serbia – ordered him to hire a sculptor to create an exact replica of the real thing from a series of photographs she’d taken.
“I don’t want you chasing other women. This way you will always remember me,” she said in a letter explaining her bizarre last request.
Husband Milan, 72, explained: “The problem wasn’t finding the money but finding an artist who would do it. Most of them said it was blasphemy.”
“Now it’s finished I love it and it’s a really good likeness.
“And this way, a part of her will always be with me,” he added.
November 1st, 2012 -- by Bacchus
So in this story, it all starts when the Pretty Girl character (played by Alyssa Branch) stared out her window at a bright summer afternoon. And she was not amused. In fact, she was bored. “Cletus, I’m bored.” Whatever is there to do?
Then she thought of something to do, and she was transformed:
Pictures courtesy of Little Mutt.
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