If you’re one of the many people who used to find ErosBlog by typing “sex blog” into Google, here’s some information on why it doesn’t work so well now. This has actually been going on for a couple of weeks, but it’s been getting better lately; this morning for the first time ErosBlog is actually back on the first page for that search, albeit low (we used to be number one).

I admit it, I composed this post for an excuse to use that title.

It all started when Violet Blue dropped a link with a warning — which, from her, is a warning to heed. She wrote:

More horror: I found what I think is home of the new goatse (click at your own risk, for reals).

She’s talking eel insertions, frog sex, strangulation, and odder oddities, but she didn’t link directly even so. Here’s the link, unfiltered by Fleshbot: Genki-Genki. You have been warned. If you’ve seen the viral video clip of the woman with the funnel and the eels, this is more of that sort of thing.

(Funny what people do and don’t get offended by. On the same internet at roughly the same time, Spanking Blog draws fire for posting a perfectly nice bit of religious art that just drools and drips with suppressed eroticism. Somebody needs to show those tetchy folks some eel sex.)

But where, you ask, is the promised octopus underwear?

Right here:

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Another vintage erotic gem:

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It’s Christmas Eve of course, and so many folks will be leaving milk and cookies out for Santa Clause. If you should accidentally spill the milk, make sure not to let it go to waste:

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This photograph is a reminder about why people take the train. It’s for the scenery, of course:

I’ve been kind of depressed about being by myself this Christmas. Being with my family last weekend was nice but remembering fun Christmases past got me lonely. That is, I was feeling sorry for myself until I read Steff’s good advice:

Being single’s hard, and I’m as human as you are, and sometimes I wish I weren’t a party of one. But the days when I roll out the red carpet and treat myself like the royalty I deserve to be, well, being single’s feeling pretty fucking fab those days.

So why not Christmas, too? I’ll have eggnog, great food, do something special for myself. GayBoy will probably come by and misbehave a little in the late, late hours, and that’s just fine, too.

Point is, Christmas looms. Are you alone and hating it? Fucking do something for yourself. Do something you love. Plan it out. Put the plan in action. Anticipate it.

I’m not gonna find a sexy Santa like this guy under my tree this year…..well, because I don’t have a tree.

But I’m going to get one, and I’m going to get some eggnog and rum. On Christmas day, I’m going to light a fire in my fireplace, get all cozy in front of it with some spiked eggnog, and read stories at Sssh.com until I’m so hot I can’t take any more. Whatever happens after that will be fun, guaranteed. Merry Christmas everybody!

And here’s a special present for the PhotoShop spotters that drop by – a whole page full of holiday-modded art. Most are nice, but some are naughty!

You learn all sort of things here on the interwebs. For instance, from Spanking Blog (surely an authoritative source when it comes to spanking matters) we learn that when hickory switches and lumps of coal in the stocking don’t do the trick, Santa attends personally to the bad girls on his route:

Who knew?

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