Train Wreck of Sexual Healing [D1]

First of all, I’d like to apologize for taking so long to get the accompanying pics up, and for my backlog, um huge pile, argh … curses to you anally obsessed pederast wordsmiths of Buttlish … anyway, you get the point. The last article is up [read it].

The show this week, was supposed to be about healing, but ended up being all over the place. Though some surprise[d] guests did make it on, at first, I thought it was a bit of train wreck, but listen and judge for yourself:

One of the topics that came up early on was the miraculous rescue of those poor trapped miners in Chile, also known as The Invitation Only Supergay Party at the Mineshaft. Is that a ridiculous supposition? A picture is worth a thousand words:

Metro Bob may have not been on the VIP list, but still no word on whether Bruce Willis accepted his invitation. We’ve been so ignorant for so long, why should we expect the obvious to become evident the millionth time we see it? No, most won’t, and as I’ve learned since I took the time to make my documentary, even fewer will after it is presented to them in an irrefutable manner. They’re just too far gone.

The phenomenon below allows the below scene to be thrown in our face. But, as an aside, there definitely something to the Salt/Semen thing, and thought I can’t quite grasp it yet, it is slowly unraveling before me/us. The latter poster above is kind of odd, especially when contrasted with Salò. This goes far beyond the word “gay.”

I don’t feel the need to write up more human-degenerative Simpsons episodes anymore. I’ve already done it [even pointing out the pornographic aspect too], and the people that refuse to see it … I don’t think they ever will. Heck, doesn’t the regular weekly opening sequence that prefaces the couch gag tell us enough?

How many more pederast semen/creme in butthole references would it take? But, I do have to admit, that I had missed the far subtler, and far more clever [and more deviant], “A noble spirit embiggens even the smallest man,” engraving. How sick!

On the positive side, we did get to the topic of boobs, which are very “healing”. But, I have to admit, the above picture of two lovely but useless pairs makes me very sad. One program for men, and another one for women.

Obviously, neither of those young women is a lesbian, but both have been reprogrammed/convinced of it. You older lesbians that grew up not influenced by the shit-stream of MTV and Pornography know exactly what I’m talking about.

That all said, I’m going to continue the show/theme this Sunday and try to get this train off the gravy track and back onto the one of healing.

Note A: Thanks to one Jake Green [presumably not his reel/real name], I was informed before the show began the following week, that the Chilean, um, miners, had to sign a confidentiality agreement to not discuss events transpiring in the mine. This proving, that just a little intuition can go a very long way.

Note B: And the paragraph above, now proves, to me, that reel and real are essentially, and intentionally, the same word, because the former defines the latter.