Omg I am party coordinator for a fancy wine bar, and a few weeks ago a woman hosted a baby shower there for her friend. They set up a diaper cake and put this weird bearded baby on top.
I laughed and asked what it meant. She said, "It's Matt Walsh! Haha my friend LOVES Matt Walsh."
It was so ugly -- esp. since half the staff is LGBTQ!
"We hope Matt knows that it’s fine to discover there are modes of sexual enjoyment beyond simply banging your wife for six seconds in the missionary position before rolling over, farting, and going to sleep while she stares unfulfilled into the darkness of her regrets. " --Gary Legum
Just one of the many reasons why I give $ to Wonkette.
It kills me that there is so much religious abuse, shaming, and heteronormative pressure around sex that anyone would feel the need to repress themselves, hate themselves, or want others to live that way. Sex is awesome. As long as all parties are fully consensual at every stage of play, do what makes everyone involved feel fulfilled.
"Pug ugly" is just a phrase. Pugs are cute and sweet. That thing is Walsh Ugly, which is not just a phrase. Can you imagine giving it to a child? Lifelong trauma would ensue.
They do, that's the fantasy of all hyper-conservative men, to retreat back as close to the womb as possible. However, I also believe that Walsh and his fan base have no idea what diaper play is and would be squicked out by it for the very reason that it says the quiet part out loud. (An internet dictum that I've come to live by is: Your Kink Is Not My Kink (And That's Okay!)
"We hope Matt knows that it’s fine to discover there are modes of sexual enjoyment beyond simply banging your wife for six seconds in the missionary position before rolling over, farting, and going to sleep while she stares unfulfilled into the darkness of her regrets."
Um...I think actual diaper fetishists would turn up their noses at people who use adult incontinence diapers, that would be farby ("Far be it from me to criticize, but real infants don't wear these."). The point of the play is to approximate, as closely as is feasible, the experience of being an infant, and there is an entire cottage industry providing accurate, adult sized diapers that replicate the features of infant diapers (like the repositionable tape tabs at the sides) for more satisfying infant play, along with infant clothes, toys, etc. sized for adults.
My reaction to the idea of reliving infancy is basically that of Bill Clements, the governor of Texas; Molly Ivins reported he was once accosted by an evangelical who asked [read this in a Texas drawl] -- "Have you been born again?" -- to which he replied -- "No thanks; once was enough."
This "sweet" talk brought to mind an old favorite DJ named "Sweet Dick Whittington". One of his peeves back in the sixties was that Barbie and Ken lived together without benefit of holy matrimony, so he performed an on-air wedding in order to rectify the situation.
"AFTER ALL, Dick decided the toy dolls known as
"Barbie and Ken" were living together iIlicitly and should
be married. Morality and goodness prevailed. Whittington
performed an on -the -air proxy marriage for the two dolls.
Whittington was one of the funniest radio personalities I ever heard. He was the DJ at the obscure station I had my clock radio tuned to in 1971 when the San Fernando earthquake hit. After the dead air, the airwaves came alive to the sound of Shango's "Day After Day (It's slippin' Away".
When I was 7 I had a friend I used to play with who had Barbie and Ken. We used to make Barbie and Ken have sex (mostly it was Ivonne who seemed to know how it went…although my parents were relatively free with nudity I don’t remember ever seeing them having sex, mainly because they were estranged during that period). So maybe Sweet Dick (oh the irony of that name) knew what was on all our minds then.
OMFG...that is the sickest, most vomit-inducing thing I do believe I've read in quite some time. I have an almost overwhelming desire to swallow a half-gallon of bleach.
I ... I thought this was parody.
I encountered the Cartoon Network Hotel in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, yesterday, and I thought that was going to be the weirdest discovery of my week.
Omg I am party coordinator for a fancy wine bar, and a few weeks ago a woman hosted a baby shower there for her friend. They set up a diaper cake and put this weird bearded baby on top.
I laughed and asked what it meant. She said, "It's Matt Walsh! Haha my friend LOVES Matt Walsh."
It was so ugly -- esp. since half the staff is LGBTQ!
"We hope Matt knows that it’s fine to discover there are modes of sexual enjoyment beyond simply banging your wife for six seconds in the missionary position before rolling over, farting, and going to sleep while she stares unfulfilled into the darkness of her regrets. " --Gary Legum
Just one of the many reasons why I give $ to Wonkette.
It kills me that there is so much religious abuse, shaming, and heteronormative pressure around sex that anyone would feel the need to repress themselves, hate themselves, or want others to live that way. Sex is awesome. As long as all parties are fully consensual at every stage of play, do what makes everyone involved feel fulfilled.
Is it a pug or a baby? Just asking for a friend.
"Pug ugly" is just a phrase. Pugs are cute and sweet. That thing is Walsh Ugly, which is not just a phrase. Can you imagine giving it to a child? Lifelong trauma would ensue.
I think pugs’ little faces are adorable ….however I was really referring to the body type. It is rather dog like…
“She stares, unfulfilled, into the darkness of her regrets” Priceless
Male masturbation sex toy?
I don'r know man
They call themselves Proud Boys and Sweet Baby Gang and yearn for a "simpler" life and cry about women not taking care of them....
Are we sure these fuckballs ain't just all wanting to be babied again?
They do, that's the fantasy of all hyper-conservative men, to retreat back as close to the womb as possible. However, I also believe that Walsh and his fan base have no idea what diaper play is and would be squicked out by it for the very reason that it says the quiet part out loud. (An internet dictum that I've come to live by is: Your Kink Is Not My Kink (And That's Okay!)
"We hope Matt knows that it’s fine to discover there are modes of sexual enjoyment beyond simply banging your wife for six seconds in the missionary position before rolling over, farting, and going to sleep while she stares unfulfilled into the darkness of her regrets."
That's a very rude thing to say.
You don't know that he farts.
Um...I think actual diaper fetishists would turn up their noses at people who use adult incontinence diapers, that would be farby ("Far be it from me to criticize, but real infants don't wear these."). The point of the play is to approximate, as closely as is feasible, the experience of being an infant, and there is an entire cottage industry providing accurate, adult sized diapers that replicate the features of infant diapers (like the repositionable tape tabs at the sides) for more satisfying infant play, along with infant clothes, toys, etc. sized for adults.
Depends (sorry for the pun). ABDLs either go for the lavish prints or the cheap medical kind. I blame Fetlife and Tumblr for teaching me this
Well I guess I learned something there.
I love babies, but I wouldn't want to be one.
My reaction to the idea of reliving infancy is basically that of Bill Clements, the governor of Texas; Molly Ivins reported he was once accosted by an evangelical who asked [read this in a Texas drawl] -- "Have you been born again?" -- to which he replied -- "No thanks; once was enough."
There's a LONG American tradition around this. After all, Abraham Lincoln said, "our forefathers brought forth, incontinent, a new nation .... "
Even Shakespeare: "To pee, or not to pee; depends."
I see what you did there.
Ah...a bonne voyeuse!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bsgKZb9jQ1s
Tommy James
Hadn't heard that since I was a kid -- turns out it's a surprisingly good song with LOT of nice touches! Thanks.
I think that Joan Jett did a great cover of it:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kSJ_hYlEISU
So did Prince.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a4RPkoURwL8
This "sweet" talk brought to mind an old favorite DJ named "Sweet Dick Whittington". One of his peeves back in the sixties was that Barbie and Ken lived together without benefit of holy matrimony, so he performed an on-air wedding in order to rectify the situation.
"AFTER ALL, Dick decided the toy dolls known as
"Barbie and Ken" were living together iIlicitly and should
be married. Morality and goodness prevailed. Whittington
performed an on -the -air proxy marriage for the two dolls.
The Mattel Toy Company may never be the same."
Imagine the angst he would have experienced if anyone had pointed out that, when initially released in 1959, Barbie and Ken were sister and brother.
This is something I did not know!
Whittington was one of the funniest radio personalities I ever heard. He was the DJ at the obscure station I had my clock radio tuned to in 1971 when the San Fernando earthquake hit. After the dead air, the airwaves came alive to the sound of Shango's "Day After Day (It's slippin' Away".
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VjCtTOKYkVs
When I was 7 I had a friend I used to play with who had Barbie and Ken. We used to make Barbie and Ken have sex (mostly it was Ivonne who seemed to know how it went…although my parents were relatively free with nudity I don’t remember ever seeing them having sex, mainly because they were estranged during that period). So maybe Sweet Dick (oh the irony of that name) knew what was on all our minds then.
What about Bert and Ernie?
I'm not sure they were around back then.
Looks like one third of a Human Centipede
(Eagerly unwraps package)
"Oh, man...I ordered the HEAD!"
I think an eternity as the middle section of the Human Centipede would be a just fate for Matt Walsh. That'd be about square.
Matt Walsh is an idiot with some severe emotional issues
And too dense to understand that this particular homage should be extremely embarrassing.
OMFG...that is the sickest, most vomit-inducing thing I do believe I've read in quite some time. I have an almost overwhelming desire to swallow a half-gallon of bleach.
Try to resist the impulse
Try to resist the impulse