I just watched the trailer for “Donkey Love,” a documentary about remote parts of Colombia where the deep, dark secret is that lots of men have sex with donkeys. Then I watched three more times in a row just to make sure I was understanding it correctly. Julie is of the opinion that this film is a hoax as evidenced by how flippant filmmaker, Daryl Stoneage, comes off in the trailer. He’s does have a real, “Hey bro, let me watch while you abuse your animals and laugh about it,” kind of a vibe. Um, why is he laughing? But I’d have to see the entire film to more of a sense of its veracity. Keep reading »
A UK baker known as Miss Cakehead, famous for her anatomically correct treats and recently, the Human Meat Shop, has taken dessert to a macabre level with her limited edition line of STD cupcakes. The “treats” will be on sale for Halloween at the Eat Your Heart Out pop-up shop at London’s St. Batholomew’s Hospital Pathology Museum. Despite how revolting they look, Miss Cakehead claims that the STD cupcakes have been helping educate people about safe sex. “The STD cakes have really been quite powerful in teaching people something … We’ve had people say it’s the first time they have thought about the risks of getting a disease,” she said. She also makes cancer cookies, carbuncle bars and infected toenail treats.
Arrghhhh!! I’m sorry. I love cupcakes. I have so much respect for party chefs. I think I want to be one in my next life. (That, or a ballet dancer. )I love anatomy and pathology. And science! I love education about safe sex. But these things do not go together. I do not want to eat genital warts. I don’t care if they’re made of fondant. Also, what do STDs have to do with Halloween? Please explain. [Metro UK]
When you think of Kennebunkport, Maine, images of lobsters, sailing, and even the Bush family retreat come to mind. What you don’t think of is seedy sex scandal – that is, until now. The swank, coastal town is where a prostitution ring was being run out of a local Zumba studio.
A local fitness instructor, Alexis Wright, has been charged with running the illicit business out of her gym and secretly taping the “dates.” Now the entire town is waiting to see whose names pop up on the list of johns as the investigation unfolds. Read more…
“I felt like my vagina died. Turned off. Lights out … And you can lie to your relatives at Christmas dinner and tell them everything on the home front is just peachy. But you cannot lie to your vagina … [Jason and I] “have sex like Kenyan marathon runners … Sometimes your vagina dies … Then you know it’s time to go. There’s no reason to sacrifice your womanhood and femininity for some sort of weird feeling of responsibility to something that may not be right. I feel like far too many women do that … [Men] are not allowed to be the only ones thinking with their genitals. We think with our pussies.”
– Excerpts from Olivia Wilde‘s vagina monologue. The other night at These Girls, an event hosted by Glamour, Olivia Wilde presented a live, solo performance about the death of her vagina, the end of her marriage and the resurrection of her sex life with new boyfriend, Jason Sudeikis (who must be feeling like the stud of the damn century today). But all joking about lifeless vaginas and marathon sex aside, she makes a very valid point: you cannot lie to your vagina. It has an intelligence all its own. And you can’t convince it or try to change its mind. Women, (well, no one, but especially women) shouldn’t sacrifice their pleasure to keep a passionless relationship afloat. [NYMag.com]
We’re convinced that extreme sex positions were created to make us common folk feel like we are failing at sexual intercourse and therefore, life. We’re all for adventure and experimentation in the bedroom, but does that have to involve getting penetrated while standing on your head? We think not. Considering that the longest we’ve ever held a headstand in yoga class was for, oh, about five breaths (and that was while balancing against the wall after months of practice), we don’t think we’ll be engaging in upside-down-sex anytime soon. Unless we have years to train for it. Maybe Sting and Trudie can pull it off, but the rest of us are laughing our asses all the way to Missionary.
Click through to see a breakdown of sexual positions that we know are completely impossible and why. You’re not fooling us, Kama Sutra!
Playboy collected anecdotes, and tallied and rated colleges to see where the most partying is going on. Their method was to take the top 100 colleges in the US and measure them in the categories of sex, sports and nightlife. I’ve made no secret about the fact that I have no interest in sports and I’m too old for nightlife (I can barely make it up past 1 a.m. anymore). So that leaves sex. Let’s talk about which schools ranked as the best places to get laid. Ahem, my alma mater, NYU, ranks near the top of the heap. Go Violets! Mom and Dad, stop reading now. Keep reading »