Quinny Quinn Quinn (REDUX)

5.2.2018 (first posted this week 2009)

I subscribe to some spam here and there. I get spam from Peet's™, the Cubs, Da Bears and the Independent Film Channel. I got spam from IFC recently that delivered a facebook-like punch to the memory bean. And not unlike true facebook memory whacks, this one dates from what seems like a meeelion years back. During, in some respects, my former life.

I have a pal from school that I have loosely kept in touch with since we went to school together in Chicago. She moved to NYC at some point mid-90s, and I moved to SF a year or so later. While we were in school, and for several years after, we were pretty tight. We'd go to rock shows, movies, restaurants, race tracks and such. We even worked together for a time. We once rescued a Daniel Boone-like skin of fuckin' MEAD from her 1980 Olds Cutlass after it had been swiped by a gang and deliberately wrecked into their rival's ride. (Side note: An Olds Cutlass, even at moderate speed, will inflict some hideous damage to just about any rival gang's ride.) (Additio al side note: Mead is fuckin-A disgusting.)

Anyway ... some of you know my former GF, whom I refer to as The Previous Administration. She and I lived together for some time and that meant when her ma came to visit, she'd come and stay with us. I didn't mind her ma much. She was okay.

One time, The PA's ma was in town and my school pal came over to watch a movie. She said she'd heard of the great new French movie and that it was available at the local video store, so we walked over and got it. We threw it in the VCR and all got comfy. It was indeed a beautifully shot movie. And the story was pretty good: A super-hot French gal fell in love with a super-hot Chinese guy in what was formerly French Indochina. So what do two super-hotties do that love each other? You guessed it ... they got it ON! And ... on. And on. And on, and so on. At one point, he fucked her across the god damn floor.

Let me take a moment to remind you that it wasn't just me, my pal and The PA ... the PA's frikkin' MOTHER sat there with us watching a guy fuck a gal across a floor. I'm cool in most situations, but I draw the line at watching a guy buff the floor with a gal's ass in the company of a mom. It was so uncomfortable, I couldn't even get up and go out and smoke. I had to pretend I wasn't there. Better yet, I had to pretend I was asleep ... which I did. It was the only way out.

I'm going to ring up my pal and thank her again for screening pr0n for my former girlfriend's mom. And I'll tell her the IFC spam I got said that the very same flick is going to be on their station soon. 

See for yourself:  Guy Fucks Girl Across Floor Movie.

Tonight - Iron & Gold - a bar for the "ages".  Heh.


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