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Facebook doesn’t want you to see this piece of sexy art, so we went ahead and censored a bunch of art to make your life safer. You’re welcome.
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Spanish Artist Santiego Sierra’s Penetrados (The Penetrated) served as an “allegorical connection between the conquest of the Americas by the Spanish” with a 45-minute, eight-act video that expressed the systematic violence and vulgarity of his country’s history through anal penetration. The acts alternated race and gender paring in “a mathematical formula” of “fluctuating outcomes.”
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“Also: if I ever sent a text message to my boyfriend with a picture of my hip (unlikely) and got back a text that said “I crave you intensely,” I’d feel super-odd about it, unless I’d coated said hip with chocolate, at which point I’d assume he was replying directly to the chocolate.”
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Sliver
Paul Verhoeven. Of course. Apparently Verhoeven has two children, which is pretty much the only proof that he has actually ever had sex in real life, as opposed to in a fantasy pornworld where pneumatic positions are the norm, women like nothing better than to be shoved up against stone columns (while wearing high heels, of course), and scratching someone’s back with your fingernails elicits moans of pleasure (as opposed to a bewildered “Um… what the fuck are you doing?!”).
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“Yet contrary to what most people would think, my writing about sex online doesn’t embarrass or offend my family. I come from a family of loud-mouthed, ill-mannered, high-strung oversharers; we’re like the cast of My Big Fat Greek Wedding, except we’re not Greek and we use the word “cunt” a lot more. If anything, my foul-mouthed sluttiness — or at least, my ability to write semi-coherently about it — is evidence that I’m carrying on an illustrious tradition of public inappropriateness. I don’t have a problem with my parents reading about my personal life because I’ve been telling them way more than they needed to know for years; and even if I didn’t, I know they would find out anyway.”
—“That time my parents read about me having sex on the internet” at Nerve
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Buffy: The sex dream that started it all
At the beginning of Season 5 we see Spike hopping mad after another failed attempt to kill his arch-nemesis, raving: “Buffy, Buffy, Buffy. Everywhere I turn she’s there! That nasty little face! That fancy shampoo commercial hair! That whole sodding holier-than-thou attitude!” We of course know where this is going, but we need a sex dream (albeit an unconsummated one) to confirm it. This is a huge win for Team Spuffy, and the sequence of Spike’s post-sex dream gasp, “Oh God no, please no,” roll credits, is priceless. (And yep, there is at least one fan supercut set to the tune of “I Woke Up in Love this Morning.”)
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