Dude, don't show me your porn collection
Don't get me wrong, I don't care that almost every single male above 18 right now has to be glued to the computer looking at the most sickest and vile porn known to man. That is beyond obvious... but when I come over to your house, dude - don't fucking show me your porn collection.
I don't want to know how sick you really are, and I know me and my friends (because of the nature of what we do for a living) are pretty much pigs, but that is besides the point.
So I go over to the someone's house... I really shouldn't tell you their relation to me as it is almost embarrassing due to the graphic nature of what this guy spends the next 2 hours talking about.
He has no idea what I do for a living and I bring over my laptop because it was in the car and wanted to charge the battery inside while we hung out for a bit. My laptop is void of anything work-related or porn-related.
Unknowingly, he begins to try and talk to me about "online porn." Normally, I have no problem with this - but he starts to talk about how many gigs and gigs of porn he has. How it's like "4 million hours worth of fucking porn man."
I think to myself - "Ok - I really didn't need to know you were some kind of porn freak, but go for it dude."
He went on for about 45 minutes about how much porn you can find online and where to download the best vids. My initial reaction was that I couldn't believe who it was telling me this and I am 100% certain he has no clue what I do for a living.
I sat there enduring almost 2 hours of talks about everything from Bang Bros van sex videos to where to get the best teen sex videos.
It's not that I am grossed out at all by anything perverted man will get a woman to do on camera - however, when it comes to family members, really... please.... dude... don't fucking show me your porn collection.
My advice is this, we all know you got some sick shit on your computer, we all do - just don't share it with the rest of us. I don't wanna know what you look at when you jerk off, and I assure you, you don't wanna know what I pull my pud to.
I don't want to know how sick you really are, and I know me and my friends (because of the nature of what we do for a living) are pretty much pigs, but that is besides the point.
So I go over to the someone's house... I really shouldn't tell you their relation to me as it is almost embarrassing due to the graphic nature of what this guy spends the next 2 hours talking about.
He has no idea what I do for a living and I bring over my laptop because it was in the car and wanted to charge the battery inside while we hung out for a bit. My laptop is void of anything work-related or porn-related.
Unknowingly, he begins to try and talk to me about "online porn." Normally, I have no problem with this - but he starts to talk about how many gigs and gigs of porn he has. How it's like "4 million hours worth of fucking porn man."
I think to myself - "Ok - I really didn't need to know you were some kind of porn freak, but go for it dude."
He went on for about 45 minutes about how much porn you can find online and where to download the best vids. My initial reaction was that I couldn't believe who it was telling me this and I am 100% certain he has no clue what I do for a living.
I sat there enduring almost 2 hours of talks about everything from Bang Bros van sex videos to where to get the best teen sex videos.
It's not that I am grossed out at all by anything perverted man will get a woman to do on camera - however, when it comes to family members, really... please.... dude... don't fucking show me your porn collection.
My advice is this, we all know you got some sick shit on your computer, we all do - just don't share it with the rest of us. I don't wanna know what you look at when you jerk off, and I assure you, you don't wanna know what I pull my pud to.
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