Toilet Top Philosophy
I read a lot on the crapper, it's something I inherited from the male role models in my life. As a kid, I noticed my dad going into the bathroom with a magazine or newspaper, and there was always a healthy collection of mags in the bathroom closet. The same applies for my grampa and my biological father, so it caught on with me too. Infact, I've come to realize I read most when I'm droppin' a deuce. Well, yesterday I picked up a new bit of bathroom literature, and for once I can say it's appropriate. I've got four books to read, one for school (a very short one called Night, that I just haven't been able to get into yet) two that Brandy got me, and this one. "Ron Jeremy - The Hardest (Working) Man In Showbiz"
It's funny, because the first porn I ever saw, infact the first time I ever saw a girl naked ... was in a Ron Jeremy flick. A little VHS I found in my dad's sock drawer (I was actually looking for a pair of socks, believe it or not) when I see this video. I was bored and curious, so I popped it in. I immediately shut it off wide-eyed praying no one heard or saw it. I looked around, to make sure my parents weren't home, then turned it back on.
So now, I'm halfway through the book. It's as depraved as you might expect, and has it's bizarro moments. All of which, combined with Jeremy's usual easy humor makes for an enjoyable read. If you're curious about this book at all, you should read it. And now, I leave you with a snippet I found ridiculously hillarious.
Ron's observing his feelings about self-felatio:
"A part of me is thinking, Hey you've got a nice set of lips on your dick. That feels pretty good. But the other half is sreaming, Ron, there's a fucking dick in your mouth! Get it out! Get it out!!"
It's funny, because the first porn I ever saw, infact the first time I ever saw a girl naked ... was in a Ron Jeremy flick. A little VHS I found in my dad's sock drawer (I was actually looking for a pair of socks, believe it or not) when I see this video. I was bored and curious, so I popped it in. I immediately shut it off wide-eyed praying no one heard or saw it. I looked around, to make sure my parents weren't home, then turned it back on.
So now, I'm halfway through the book. It's as depraved as you might expect, and has it's bizarro moments. All of which, combined with Jeremy's usual easy humor makes for an enjoyable read. If you're curious about this book at all, you should read it. And now, I leave you with a snippet I found ridiculously hillarious.
Ron's observing his feelings about self-felatio:
"A part of me is thinking, Hey you've got a nice set of lips on your dick. That feels pretty good. But the other half is sreaming, Ron, there's a fucking dick in your mouth! Get it out! Get it out!!"