The Wonderland Murders became the Porn Industry’s first big scandal, and AHF and AIM had nothing to do with it
“[Campanella] didn’t know what a popshot was,” marveled Miss Kentucky. “Much less a Fake Internal Popshot.”
Who would do such a thing if he didn’t want to be congratulated for it?
When he suggested she terminate her pregnancy, she heard “Terminator Pregnancy” and was like: Awesome.
Sasha Grey’s “Neu Sex” doesn’t actually have sex in it. How refreshing!
Porn Star Karaoke is an ancient and venerable tradition that must be preserved
Gram thinks it’s weird that some of the biggest criticism of people who pay for sex comes from the people who are paid for sex
“The Facts of Life” was the first porn movie I wrote and directed. Yet it wasn’t even the first porn parody of the 80’s sitcom that made Mindy Cohn a household name.
What makes “Jeopardy!” worth getting into isn’t in the movie at all, but in the fascinating Behind the Scenes footage available on the DVD.
I wish I could say Olson and I talked about “Spin City,” the “Hot Shots!” movies, or the “Two And A Half” hours her costar needed to get hard that day, but we talked about her purple bathrobe.
If you learned of the porn-star/hooker proclivities of the actor Charlie Sheen here, well, congratulations, because you have even less interest in celebrity sex gossip than I do.
I knew I was dealing with serious Trekkies when Giles, the British Patrick Stewart lookalike whose business card features the actor dressed as both Jean-Luc Picard and Dr. Xavier from “X-Men,” used the word “canonical.”
“Save Me from Myself” is a little like “The Devil in Miss Jones,” in which Miss Jones finds herself in Hell having not really enjoyed the life that got her there.
This movie suggests that presidents George Washington, Franklin Roosevelt, John F. Kennedy, Lyndon B. Johnson, Richard Nixon, and Bill Clinton were unfaithful to their wives.
Like the way the Gideons distribute Bibles to hotel rooms, I imagine there is a service that places waterlogged, sticky, and dog-eared gentlemen’s magazines in the woods behind schools.
I felt I needed to give Amy Fisher something to remember us by. Something that I could no longer use, but that she could. Something that was very special.
“There’s the sound and the smell of love in my mind.”
Vivid releases gonzo bathing suit line, suggests all porn is a lie; Digital Sin makes my testicles recede; Jamye Waxman confirms I have a great face for radio; Ryan Keely shows admirable restraint by not mentioning Narfs
“…it would sound exactly like the ravings of a failed musician/actor from Maryland who somehow managed to even flunk out of porn a few years ago.”
“Well, maybe not racy for you…”