props for being a blog junkie

So there are quite a few blogs I follow regularly... long story short, today I found a post so funny that I saved one of the entries. Interestingly enough the writer deleted it shortly after... but I kept it!!! hehehe... Anyways... Here it is... on his own words:

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** Things I Don’t Understand About Porn **

Why are there credits?

While I understand that the “actresses” elect to get implants because men like big boobies, are they altogether unaware that we can totally tell they’re fake? Is that OK for us to know? Is it cool for us to see the huge scars and the rippling effect and the preposterous wrongness of their size in relation to the rest of the woman's body? I thought the whole idea of fakeness is make people believe that what they see is real, even though it isn’t. Am I over-thinking this?

Sometimes things get in people’s eyes. Is this type of workplace hazard eligible for a worker’s comp claim?

Where do these people find their stage names? I’ve never known of a “community” so densely inhabited by people with one name. “Nice to meet you, friend. My name’s Peppermill.” “Pleased to make your acquaintance, Peppermill. My name’s Kiwi. I live three houses down, between Schlong and Pussywillow.”

Is anyone else disturbed to the point of nausea by the shots taken from behind and slightly underneath the male lead’s junk? Looks like the inside of Snuffaluffagus’ left nostril.

Sometimes the “actresses” look bored, as though they’d rather be reading a Sidney Sheldon book than lay there while Schlong grunts and drips sweat all over her. Is that a natural phenomenon?

Why do some of the “actresses” have to scream so much? Is that hot?

Don’t the cast members (pun intended) know that what they’re doing creates the perfect environment for the spread of cooties?

When casting an adult film, are there actual discussions about which “actress” is right for each part? “No, not her. She’s not flexible enough. And she has a mole.”

What are the qualifications for the job of titling for these movies? Beyond a filthy sense of humor and an address of “my parents’ basement”, how does one know he’s right for the job of naming a movie “What Can The Brown Eye Do For You?”