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Andy and I went into our first porn store yesterday to truly celebrate our 18th birthdays. I'll describe the experience for those of you who haven't had the privilege, or balls, to go into a porn shop.
As soon as we pull up to the Love Shack, another car full of Asians pulls up right next to us, the first uncomfortable moment we had. We walk in the doors and immediately get carded. I think the guy in front of me had a membership card, cause it didn't look like an ID card. What a queer.
The place has two-stories and and is completely open in the middle. Therefore, anyone can see what you're doing and looking at the whole time. The second feeling of uncomfortability. Each type of porn is sectioned, from gay to black to Aaron and Adam's moms. You know, something for everyone. They have dominatrix toys, really scary looking shit. Dildos the size of my entire arm. And "vagina" simulators with the butthole that came for free with it. And did you know that porn vids cost like 30-40 fucking dollars. That's fucking highway robbery.
Pretty much throughout the whole time, we felt like the sleazy men that crowded the place and decided to leave. It wasn't as satisfying as I thought it would be, and Matt B. sucks for recommending the place, that sicko.
On another note, Aaron, Andy, Chris and I are going to New Orleans for three days on Spring Break. Jealous? I went with my family two years ago and had a lot of fun. Ever since then, I've wanted to go there with my friends. There, and Las Vegas. It least I'm not going somewhere lame like New Jersy. Pfft. Pshhh. Pfft. Pshhh. Pft. Pshh. Pfft. Pshhh.
As soon as we pull up to the Love Shack, another car full of Asians pulls up right next to us, the first uncomfortable moment we had. We walk in the doors and immediately get carded. I think the guy in front of me had a membership card, cause it didn't look like an ID card. What a queer.
The place has two-stories and and is completely open in the middle. Therefore, anyone can see what you're doing and looking at the whole time. The second feeling of uncomfortability. Each type of porn is sectioned, from gay to black to Aaron and Adam's moms. You know, something for everyone. They have dominatrix toys, really scary looking shit. Dildos the size of my entire arm. And "vagina" simulators with the butthole that came for free with it. And did you know that porn vids cost like 30-40 fucking dollars. That's fucking highway robbery.
Pretty much throughout the whole time, we felt like the sleazy men that crowded the place and decided to leave. It wasn't as satisfying as I thought it would be, and Matt B. sucks for recommending the place, that sicko.
On another note, Aaron, Andy, Chris and I are going to New Orleans for three days on Spring Break. Jealous? I went with my family two years ago and had a lot of fun. Ever since then, I've wanted to go there with my friends. There, and Las Vegas. It least I'm not going somewhere lame like New Jersy. Pfft. Pshhh. Pfft. Pshhh. Pft. Pshh. Pfft. Pshhh.