Parody: Porn (to the tune of “Vogue” by Madonna)

What are you looking at?

Pop the tape
Pop the tape
porn, PORN, porn
porn, PORN, porn

Home alone, every night it’s all the same thing
There’s no one out there for you (you’re home alone)
You try everything you can to pretend
That you’ve got someone to screw (someone to screw)

When it gets too much and you have to see
Naked people getting it on
I know a way where you can get it all
It’s called a porno, and it’s a lot of fun, so

Rent some, porn
Just pretend that you’re inside there (you’re inside there)
Unh, unh, unh
Rent some, porn
Let your hands just go where they want to (where they want to)
No one knows you do it

All you need is a good remote control,
Some lube so you don’t get sore (you don’t get sore)
Soft towels, maybe a whole box of Kleenex
And be sure to lock all your doors! (lock all your doors!)

It makes no difference if you’re dull or gross
It you’re a dweeb or a nerd
When your hand is pumping you can be who you like
You’re a cheerleader, or, maybe a whore, you know it

Rent some, porn
Just pretend that she really wants you (she really wants you)
Unh, unh, yeah
Rent some, porn
Let your semen go with the flow (go with the flow)
No one knows you do it

Sex is in your tv screen
No one there is cruel or mean
When the lights are turned down low
That’s when you pretend that you’re Rob Lowe
There you go, tally-ho
So get up off your knees and

Rent some, porn
Just pretend that that’s your dick there (that’s your dick there)
Unh, unh, damn
Rent some, porn
Don’t forget to stroke with the grain (stroke with the grain)
No one knows you do it

Porn, (porn)
Just do what you have to (she really wants you)
Porn, (porn)
Just do what you have to (stroke with the grain)
Vogue, (Vogue)

(Spoken)
Jenna Jameson, and Mai Lin
Seka, Amber, Ginger Lynn
Keischa, Janet Littledove
they’re the ones we love to love

Nina Hartley, Rhonda Jo
I know where I want to go
Peter North and Thomas, Paul
Asia Carrera did ‘em all

They had tits, they had tongue
Traci Lords was just too young
Houston, Madison, Tara too
Hyapatia, we love you

They’re all right there in the nude,
Waiting, hoping to be screwed
Don’t just hold it, get to yanking
Lock your knees and keep on wanking

Porn, porn

Oooh, you’ve got to
Keep rewinding to the good scene
Oooh, you’ve got to just
Make pretend that you are Charlie Sheen
Oooh, you’ve got to get
Porn

Back Door Bunny

Boys and girls, tonight I feel the need to defend a personal hero. He’s meant a lot to me, he’s taught me many valuable lessons in life about interpersonal relationships, power struggles, and romance, I look to his example almost every day of my life, and now he has been attacked.

Boys and girls, Bugs Bunny is not sexist.

Some lady in Canada thinks he is, though. In 1999 she complained to the Canadian Broadcasting Company that she felt the lovable cartoon character had made a “deeply misogynistic comment”.

The cartoon in question was the classic short “Bewitched Bunny”, where Bugs escapes from June Foray by heaving a bag of magic powder at her. She is transformed into a sexy female bunny, and as the two of them walk off into the sunset, Bugs turns to the audience and says, “Ah sure, I know. But aren’t they all witches inside?”

Heady stuff. The woman wrote a letter to the president of Canada’s Global Television channel and requested a televised apology to the women viewers. He, politely and with respect, blew her off. She moved on to complain to the broadcasting-standards council, saying “…this cartoon is offensive not only to women, but it gives a wrong idea of women to impressionable children – women are evil inside.” The council bounced her complaint (politely), and stated that they could find nothing in the “demeanor of Bugs Bunny or any other character or element of the episode of the “Bugs Bunny and Tweety” show which suggests a program attitude which could be broadly interpreted as constituting ‘negative or degrading comments on the role and nature of women.’.

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A couple thoughts strike me right off:

  • Bugs Bunny treated men far worse in his cartoons than he ever treated women, witches or not. One throwaway line in one cartoon is nothing compared to 50 years of running circles around such fine, upstanding male role models as Elmer Fudd and Yosemite Sam.
  • Had this been the United States, the channel would have probably caved like a marshmellow sunroof and pulled the cartoon.
  • PC nazis have no sense of humor, but we knew that.

    Of all things, how can you try to paint Bugs with the woman-hater brush? If ever anyone in media has embraced alternative lifestyles, in the grand tradition of Fatty Arbuckle, Rock Hudson, and Charlie Sheen, it’s Bugs. For 5 decades, Bugs has been consistantly open with his preferences and attitudes. Just look:

  • Transvestitism
    This is a bunny truly comfortable with his sexuality. Slipping easily in and out of dresses, skirts, wigs and tight sweaters, Bugs is happy and proud. Unlike many TVs who cross-dress in private and in shame, Bugs thrusts out his padded top and says to the world, “This is me! This is who I am, doc!” (chuckles and munches carrot).
  • Bisexuality
    Not only is Bugs attracted to female rabbits (and female movie stars, on occasion), but he has married Elmer several times, both as bride and groom, and Yosemite Sam once, as bride. He’s kissed hunters, boxers, construction men and wrestlers alike, and has been known to dive into gentleman’s clothing while the gentlemen in question were still wearing them.
  • Sadism
    There is certainly a violent aspect to Bugs’ personal life, although in his defense he is usually heavily outarmed. It is rare that he can spend even a few minutes alone with his co-workers without hitting them with large objects, such as a truck. His erotic beatings can be seen clearly in the classic “Hillbilly Hare,” where, dressed as a charming Kentucky maiden and playing a fiddle, he seduced two good ole boys into whaling the living shit out of each other. Makes you wonder if Acme sells leather accessories, and whether you can trust them.
  • Infantilism
    Quite a few times our intrepid rodent has found himself swaddled and adopted, usually by a gorilla, and I must say he seemed to enjoy it. Hey, try anything once!

    Oh, and he’s a vegetarian.

    Bugs is an American icon, inspiring and defiant, and I think that if he feels comfortable in chiffon, no one should have the right to say him nay. Stand up and be counted! If anyone in your area has the nerve to disparage this Oscar-winning rabbit’s choice of personal expression, be sure to let them know in no uncertain terms that of course they know, this means war.

  • Parody: Porn in the CDA (to the tune of “Born in the USA” by Springsteen)

    Sat down and I got online
    Heard the modem squealin’, I was feeling fine
    Everyone’s asleep and they’ll never know
    That I’m grabbing dirty pictures fast as I can GO:

    Porn in the CDA., there’s still porn in the CDA
    Check out the porn in the CDA, porn in the CDA

    Nuthin wrong with a fantasy
    But Congress knows what’s good for me
    Gonna legislate reality
    Gonna save me til I’m 23

    Porn in the CDA…

    Click on a site and it wants my age
    Needs a credit card ‘fore it gives a page
    Didn’t know that there would be a quiz
    Lucky I remember where my dad keeps his

    They can’t keep me out of there
    Are they unaware
    Newsgroups are everywhere?
    Overseas sites have pictures to spare
    I’m just so glad that my congressman cares now

    They blocked the sites to try and teach me self control
    At least I guess that was their ultimate goal
    If I want smut I’ll have to resort
    To re-reading Kenneth Starr’s report

    Porn in the CDA, I want porn in the CDA
    Porn in the CDA, I’m a red hot surfer in the CDA
    Porn in the CDA, Porn in the CDA
    Porn in the CDA, I’m a hard-clickin’ surfer in the CDA

    (with apologies to Bruce Springsteen and the American people…)

    Story: Truth in Seduction

       “Hi, Joe.”

        ”Hey, Bill. Beer?”

        “Thanks. Say, who looks desperate and non-judgemental tonight?” 

    “Hmmm. There’s Jackie, her divorce just came through and her husband brought a date to the final signing. The blonde over there, she’s pissed at her mom right now for trying to control her life so I’d say she’s ready to defy some authority, and Sara Jean at the end of the bar is just plain horny.”

        “Sounds good. What’s she drinking?”

        “Tonic water, but she’s pretending it’s gin.”

        “Send her one from me, willya? Thanks.”

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        “Here you are, ma’am.”

        “Oh, thank you. Which pathetic jerk is this from?”

        “Bill, over there. The one with the puppy dog eyes and the hard-on you can see from here.”

        “Sigh. Best I can do right now, I guess, since I have such a low self-esteem and don’t feel I deserve anyone decent. Thanks.”

        ====================

        “Hi.”

        “Hi, thanks for the drink. I suppose this obligates me to listen to your sexual offer now?”

        “Yup. I just came in and I couldn’t help noticing that while you’re sure as hell not the most attractive woman here, you’re probably the easiest. Can I flirt with you and toy with your hopes for a bit before we go back to your place and fuck?”

        “Sure. I’m going to look at you like you’re slimy and congenitally insane, but I’ve secretly decided to get laid tonight no matter what. My name isn’t really Mindy but you can call me that, since if I give you my real name you might stalk and kill me.”

        “Great, now I don’t have to find somebody else. I’m Matt, as far as you know, and I’m hoping you don’t notice the untanned skin on my ring finger.”

        “I won’t mention it if you won’t. Obviously she must be a total bitch or you wouldn’t be here, and maybe I can break you two up. Come here a lot?”

        “Oh, no, she’s great, I’m just a complete bastard who can’t keep it in his pants. I come here once a week, plus I hit on my co-workers. You?”

        “This is my first time here, I’ve never been quite this desperate before. My failed relationships have forced me to lower my standards until the best I can hope for is that you’re not diseased, impotent, or homicidal.”

        “Just herpes, but it’s not active right now so I wasn’t going to tell you. I can get it up most of the time after about half an hour of frustrating oral sex, and I wouldn’t put my mouth near your muff for all the gin in Virginia. You got a roommate? I can’t take you to my place, for obvious reasons, and I’m too cheap to pop for a motel.”

        “Oh, I always tell men I don’t go down on them, but then I always do. I’m really bad at it, and then I get mad when you won’t do me. I actually like hours of foreplay before I even start to get excited, but I never expect to get it.”

        “That’s okay, I’ll make sure to use a lot of K-Y so it won’t matter if you’re interested or not. Roommate?”

        “Yeah, a female friend of mine who’s more attractive and will probably steal you if there’s the slightest chance that I’m really interested. She’s agreed to stay out of the apartment tonight, but she’ll sneak back in later and listen through her bedroom wall. This is boring, you gonna proposition me or not?”

        “You know it, I’ve been drinking steadily and you’re looking damn fine, although I’ll regret it tomorrow and then tell my buddies you had bigger tits and a snatch that could do needlework. I’ll drive, but don’t look in my glove compartment or you’ll see my real name on my registration and I’ll have panic attacks all night.”

        “No problem, I’ll just check your driver’s license while you’re in the bathroom trying to shower my perfume off before you go home. That way I can look up your phone number so that when I fall in love and start to obsess on you, I can call you day and night.”

        “Join the club, baby. Let’s go. My wife expects me home by 10.”

        “Okay, I’ll need the extra time for a crying fit in the bathroom.”

        “Night, Joe! Thanks for the tip, it really came through! I’ll tell you my exaggerated version tomorrow night!”

        “Night, you two. Ah, love. I never get tired of it.”

    Treatment: The Talk

    Okay, so I’m talking to a friend about sex (wow, what are the odds?) and we get into the “allowable filth” discussion. I’ll let you guess at my opinions (why waste a future column?), suffice it to say they were considerably more liberal than hers, and she’s pretty open-minded. She’s especially annoyed by stories containing incest and refused to consider it as a valid subject. I told her I’d write her something she’d laugh at. Wanna see?

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    “The Talk”

    Cast:
    Barry Parker – Dad. Handsome but fading, means well.
    Carrie Parker – Mom. Attractive woman with a slightly off-center attitude
    Lisa Ann Parker – Daughter. Unintentionally sexy, bright, embarrassed by her parents’ beliefs
    Jonathan Nelson – Neighbor, Barry’s co-worker
    Staci Nelson – Johnathan’s wife, Carrie’s best friend, proudly bi
    Billy – Lisa’s friend from school

    Scene One, Int house, parent’s bedroom, early morning

    Barry and Carrie wake up to a hot morning lovemaking session and we are treated to their “expanded” techniques: candles, incense, beads, a few tantric positions. Obviously this is a couple very comfortable with (and a bit obsessive about) their sex life, both spiritually and physically. After they finish, screaming, they continue to fondle each other and reminisce over their early years when they had to avoid their parents to have sex. Their daughter Lisa knocks and comes in. She turns away, embarrassed with her parents’ easy nudity, and announces she has something difficult to say: she’s made a decision about her sexuality. The Parker’s (cool parents that they are) hasten to reassure her that no matter what she decides, they’ll back her up. She tells them she intends to stay a virgin until she’s married. 

    Scene Two, Int house, kitchen, morning.

    Barry is cooking eggs with a vengeance while Carrie sits at the table with her head in her hands. After the talk they had, where they agreed that their daughter would never face the same sort of rigid upbringing that they did, and she does this? Didn’t she know that sexual abstinance causes psychological damage? Maybe she just needed to be exposed to the beautiful, life-affirming practice of blah blah, etc, etc (lots of pseudo-psychological jargon here, think group-therapy-revelation-type jabbering). Barry snaps his fingers. The Nelsons next door screw in their back yard every morning, we’ll send Lisa out to do the yard and let her watch!

    Scene Three, Ext house, day.

    Staci Nelson arranges a blanket out in her back yard, places a pillow on it and a carefully rolled up towel. She arranges herself just as carefully, and begins applying lotion to her body, paying close attention to her nipples. Her husband Jonathan comes out, playfully pretends not to notice her, and starts watering the yard. She ends up pulling him down and tearing up the yard with him, pulling his clothes off just enough to get what she wants. Lots of garden hose and spurting water action. Lisa heads out in her own yard with a rake and starts working, ignoring the sounds from next door. The scene switches back and forth a bit until Lisa finally goes to the fence and peeks over to see what the hell is going on. She watches curiously as her neighbors romp on home, then innocently waves hello. They jump up, cover themselves ineffectively and run for the house. She shrugs and keeps raking. Behind her, Jonathan runs back out, still clutching his pants in front of himself, shuts the water off and dashes back in. Her parents can be seen through their window, worrying.

    Scene Four, Int, parent’s bedroom, day.

    Afraid that their daughter is too uninformed to realize (a slow developer) (a dim bulb), they argue over who gives her “the talk” and finally decide to do it together. They start out explaining it to her and end up demonstrating. (”This is the… uh.. clitoris… oh.. and the man takes his… ohmigod… penis… and he…”) She responds the way any kid responds when their parents try to teach them something boring or self-evident, finally getting up and leaving unnoticed as they continue to thrash on her bed.

    Scene Five, Int, Lisa’s bedroom, day.

    Lisa is talking on the phone to Billy, a friend from college. She complains about her parents pushing their old-fashioned opinions on her all the time and she’s sick of it. Switch between Lisa and Billy as they talk, he believes he knows what she’s talking about until she mentions that her parents want her to start fucking right away. Billy loses it slightly (”yeah, I know what you… what?”) and never really catches up again. She tells him frankly about how her tits have gotten bigger and more sensitive lately and how she’s been getting wet dreams and such, unintentionally exciting Billy to masturbation while she’s confessing to her “buddy”. Excited, he decides to come over. She starts playing SuperNintendo.

    Scene Six, Int, kitchen, day.

    Carrie is talking to Staci over coffee. Staci seems excited by the prospect of Carrie’s daughter’s awakening and decides that Lisa must be gay. They decide that that’s all right (everyone cool is gay, nowadays) and Carrie goes to talk to her. Staci comes along to lend moral support.

    Scene Seven, Int, Lisa’s bedroom, day.

    Lisa is still playing SuperNintendo (or whatever fake equivalent is necessary) and really getting into it. Carrie and Staci come in, sit on either side of her and start trying to break the news to her of her own homosexuality. She ignores them and keeps playing. Staci in particular tries to explain that everyone feels these feelings and admits her own attraction to Carrie, caressing her face and letting her hand brush the sides of her breasts. They begin touching each other around Lisa, who moves out of the way to see the monitor. Carrie and Staci work into a passionate 69. Lisa has a bit more of a problem ignoring them this time, interested despite herself. She touches herself casually, trying to hide it, then reaches out tentatively towards a preoccupied Staci.

    Scene Eight, Ext house, day.

    Billy shows up at the house and is greeted by a desperate Barry who is outside talking to Jonathan. Jonathan is replacing the divots in his yard from earlier. Barry all but begs Billy to go fuck his daughter already. Billy tries to go along with the joke but Barry’s not joking, he’ll even pay for the dinner and motel room, here’s a condom, go get her. Billy is a bit confused at this point.

    Scene Nine, Int, Lisa’s bedroom, day.

    Billy comes in and stops abruptly, surprised as all hell. Lisa jumps up, relieved at being interrupted and leaves the room with him. Billy lingers, watching the horny housewives go at it, until Lisa pulls him away.

    Scene Ten, Int, kitchen, day.

    Billy slides into a seat at the table while Lisa grabs colas for both of them. Lisa complains about the way the day’s gone while Billy gets hornier and hornier. Billy is clearly not thinking with anything above his pubes. Barry and Johnathan come in and ask where the girls are, Lisa waves them towards her room and keeps talking to a frantic Billy. Barry and Jonathan hear the sounds still coming from the bedroom, look at each other and rush off. Lisa finally, exasperated, says she might as well just fuck Billy right now and get her parents off her back. Billy is all over this concept. Lisa takes him by the hand and heads for her room.

    Scene Eleven, Int Lisa’s bedroom, day.

    Lisa, pulling Billy, opens her door to reveal all four of the adults snarled up on her bed munching on whatever genitalia is handy. She says “oops, sorry” and backs out. We switch between this scene and:

    Scene Twelve, Int parent’s bedroom, day.

    Lisa brings Billy in and shuts the door (the noise from next door dims slightly) and pulls him to the bed. She starts with a matter-of-fact attitude, but quickly thaws out and turns into a fuck-machine. Switch back and forth between both bedrooms until the adults finish and lay there exhausted. In the silence they hear Lisa fucking up a storm. They jump up, excited, and rush in just in time to see her arch up and come hard, so they stay to congratulate her. Lisa shrieks and hides under the covers while her parents tell her proud they are and start planning her sexual training.

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    It has all the necessary parts of a porn movie and the dialogue would be a blast. Some people just have no vision…

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