Ma'am, Your Fetish is Showing

Just a warning, this post may not be safe for work. Though... I'm not sure, it might be. That's kind of what it's about. Also, this is, admittedly, my most fucked up post yet. You are warned.

This is something that I started thinking about roughly a month ago. It's be bugging me ever since.

I was browsing Google videos as I am wont to do on occasion. Now, I was looking for this guy. Stuart Hamm, a ridiculously talented bassist. Eventually I found what I was looking for but on the way I came across a few things that really shook me to my core. Ok, ready? Here you go.

Now, as you might have guessed, the way Google is indexed. One video leads into another and another. And yet another. And so on. Now if you dig a little deeper, which - by this point - I had no choice but to, you find a full website peddling these things, get this, for MONEY. WHAT THE FUCK?

So, apparently there's an entire (paying) subculture that is into these videos of (mostly) attractive people tickling each other. Now here's my question. Does this qualify as pornography? Dictionary dot com defines porno as:

1. Sexually explicit pictures, writing, or other material whose primary purpose is to cause sexual arousal.
2. The presentation or production of this material.

So... I'm assuming people don't pay 8 bucks over the internet for 10 minutes of video footage because they just like to watch cute girls get a good chuckle. So some folks out there are getting these vids so they can spend some time with the purple-headed custard chucker. So by definition it counts as pornography.

But...

The videos include no nudity, no sex, and no physical contact other than the tickling. Does it still count? This like life's greatest mystery. It keeps me up at night. I didn't say I had an answer. I just said it's bugging me. All I know for sure is that this world is one seriously fucked up place.


p.s. Just in case you were wondering. This is what you get when you Google "Euphemisms for Masturbation."

My New Name Is Wajimba Honkeh

It's good to be home. I'd like to thank you all for being so patient, and now that there's pretty much no chance of anyone reading this ever again I'd like to get back to posting.

I realize it's been a month since my last post but I just want you to know what's been going on. I decided to go on a last minute Aboriginal Walkabout. It was a time of great spiritual soul searching and redefinement. I would regale you with pictures and tales but I spent most of the trip high on exotic toads and a wallaby ate my camera. So... yeah. That's totally where I've been. But just know that now my posts will have much more substance and less fart jokes. Excepting in cases where fart jokes equal substance.