I’m always sad when the new “Performers of the Year” rolls out. Even though Lexi Belle and Asa Akira carried over from “Performers of the Year 2012,” it makes me wonder if Kagney Linn Karter, Kristina Rose, Jayden Jaymes, and Gracie Glam are on a junk heap somewhere being crushed into cubes.
“I see the twisted remains of melted metal that was once a bike, and the wreckage of the humanity and families that are what’s left over of a $12,000 joyride which, yes, crashed, because they didn’t take it seriously.”
“We will do whatever it takes for an independent California.”
It’s movies like the sweet and ridiculous “Wet Dream on Elm Street” that makes us fall in love with easy, naked women with big boobs all over again.
“Don’t let anyone make you feel ashamed. You’re smart and funny and real.”
I may be wrong, but I think women like Angelina Jolie much more than men do; she is devastatingly attractive in that way women like but that men quickly tire of, since there’s no payoff. With Chanel Preston, there is only payoff.
IAFD boss Vanzetti: “Nowadays you just see a guy ramming himself into something, and then pulling out and jerking off on that thing’s face.”
If you wonder how porn movies that are less-than-slam dunks make money, join the club.
Gram returns to a place he visited long ago, but has he changed?
Brad Armstrong learns the value of fucking women his own age by enjoying the living shit out fucking women half his age. This is what anthropologists call a Fake Brag.
Megan Foxx reminds me of Sherilynn Fenn as Curley’s wife in “Of Mice And Men.” If I were a retarded Lenny, I would gladly asphyxiate a puppy for her.
Because I had forgotten about gay icon Alan Ball’s bayou vampire saga “Tru Blood,” I naturally assumed New Sensations’ porn parody “Tru” was about Robert Morse’s bravura performance as gay icon Truman Capote.
If Gracie Glam were the blind guitar virtuoso who sang “Feliz Navidad,” she would be Jose Fellatiano
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