Imagine your driving down the highway late at night.
The crisp air from your AC is brushing against your skin, soaking into your consciousness thereby pushing a deeper yearning into your being just to get where you are going.
In the distance,Â your eyes glimpse over to the billboard sign.
It’s not like you don’t know what it says, you always know what it says; it never changes. It’s always some crummy car advert, or winking white-smiling woman telling you to buy laundry detergent — you know the typical stuff.
Well, not really anyway, not until that faithful Thursday night when that big boobed blonde chick with delectable red lips was seen.
Maybe it’s a new lipstick advert?
She moves and the camera pans to a shirtless man. Before you know it, she’s on her knees and — *car tires screeching* HOLY S#@! — it’s porn! [Read more...]