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erotic narrative in the form of comments left on a myspace blog

26 Sunday Apr 2015

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August
7, 2010 1:39 PM

Hmmm
this picture is truly amazing.

I
love the way the only thing covering you is your instrument.

I
love the creepy way you approach the camera.

I
love the way you move your hands which should be covering my body
with such incredible force that it leaves bruises all over my fragile
body =]

I
want you. I mean if you could tell.

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Aug
5, 2010 4:11 AM

Hmmmm.

Yeah
that’s sound absolutely blissful.

I
think…well i mean…Hmmm.

YOU
should be here right now going balls deep insida me because im crazy
bored and you are crazy fucking delicious!

Sooooo
get here fast loll.

And
we don’t have to go to the zoo unless you have this crazy fantasy to
super bang at a zoo.

Lol
just saying =]

Oh
yeah and uhm some of those pics aren’t that exciting lol. trust me

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Aug
5, 2010 2:22 AM

Oh
my you really are orgasmic in every fucking way.

I
live in Montana. =]

And
i would bring my body so inhumanly close to yours if you were here
right now because im so beyond greedy about you right now that i
would tie you up and keep you all for myself

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Aug
4, 2010 5:01 PM

Well
that just sent the little voice in my head screaming “Lock that
shit down!”

Hmmm
i think we should get married and have babies!

Hahaa
syke!

Naw
for real though you are amazing and i super wish i WAS blinfolded on
my hands and knees waiting for you.

Because
that sounds super fun. =P

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August
3, 2010 6:49 PM

I
like this pic you should default….

And
by this pic i mean your body. which is bangin.

And
by default i mean shove me agaisnt the wall and nibble on my lips =]

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Aug
3, 2010 2:13 PM

Mmmmmkay.

Lol
and i like the way you say divine it’s fucking delicious!

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Aug
2, 2010 6:16 AM

MMmm
no it would be more like i shove you down on the bed.

And
rub on you till your hard.

Then
get up and slowly strip off my clothes till your body aches for mine.

Then
ill crawl into your lap and start bouncing up and down on your dick.

Then
when you’re too tired to move i kiss lower to your neck…then your
chest…

Down
to your tummy…lower and lower till i get to your penis then i wrap
my lips around you and suck you dry.

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Aug
1, 2010 8:39 AM

Hmmmmm
that pic comment was perfection.

Im
totally horny and i want your nuts super bad.=]

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Aug
1, 2010 4:21 PM

You’re
really hott we should bang ;]

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moby dick in drag [review]

26 Sunday Apr 2015

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Personally
I could never understand why Melville took a perfectly good 120 page
guide to sailor’s knots and the best use of sperm whale blubber and fucked it up with a narrative that simply gets in the way of what
this book is really about: a guide to everything whale-y.

It has chapters with titles like, “Chapter 57:
Of Whales in Paint; In Teeth; In Wood; In Sheet-Iron; In Stone; In
Mountains; In Stars.“ And then you read it and sure enough it
talk exactly about that! That’s why it is so great, it’s so ubber that post-modern critics have been mistaking it for literature ever since
1938. Ok, I won’t give away what happens in “Chapter 73: Stubb and
Flask Kill a Right Whale; and Then Have a Talk Over Him,” but it
involves a nautical superstition that says a whaler ship with a cut-off
sperm whale’s head stuck on her starboard side and a cut-off right
whale’s head stuck on her larboard will never capsize … which has
absolutely no relevance to the rest of the story but this book is
full such (dare I say it?) red herrings. 

But again, I can understand
if readers want to skip over the vague, homoerotic story in the beginning about
Ishmael and Queequeg sharing a wedding bed and jump right to “Chapter 94: A Squeeze of
the Hand,“ where Ishmael is carried away with enthusiasm for the
“sweet and unctuous” spermaceti cut out of the heads of
whales, requiring the sailors to sit on deck, all day long, squeezing
it back into liquid form. There is nothing vague about that at all.