Good morning, my darling.
In my spare time, I busy my idle hands (so to speak) as Head Poncho at a fledgling porn production company/cultural studies research institute called Sluts & Semiotics. We're currently developing several exciting new projects - I mention these now with the naive hope of critical feedback/salacious offers of cheap sexual gratification.
1. This is Not My Beautiful Cunt
A yuppy on the rise reads Bret Easton Ellis and listens to synthetic Chinese whispers while masturbating like a motherfucker. Before climaxing, our anonymous everywoman heroine finds herself undergoing therapy so she can finally come to terms with her sound body image and vacuously high self esteem.
2. How Green was My Cunt
An erotic documentary filmed during the 1986 Commonwealth Convention of Gynaecologists in Cardiff; featuring an interpretive pole-dance performance by well-loved hooker and Johnny Cash impersonator, Gaynor Rankelstein.
3. RoboCunt
It's 2175. It's downtown Woy Woy. Shady Norwegian drug lords are ruling the town with an ironic fist, and the cops have gone into hiding. You're a kid with nothing to lose, but you've got one last chance. You don't know it yet, but that je ne sais quoi you keep dreaming of is actually a mechanical vagina with an unwavering commitment to law and order and a tidy pubic thatch. Your last chance has a name, and that name is... RoboCunt.
We can make it if we try.
xoxox nora
Thursday, September 01, 2005
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