I have seen the future of horror and it is not Clive Barker. It's this little thing called the EyeDildo. And it's exactly what you think it is. As long as you don't think it's a dildo made out of or shaped like an eye. It's a fucking dildo with a camera in it, so you can see the insides of whatever slut you're too impotent to bang with your own dong. And not only does it have a camera in it, but it has wires coming out of it so you can see the horror that is the inside of a vagina.
Don't get me wrong: I love me some gash. Seriously. My impending child is a testament to this. However, I have no desire to see its inner-workings....again. The last time was traumatic enough. It can be in the name of medical science all it wants, but it's still sort of horrific. I just, for whatever reason, don't have the desire to be that intimate with something that I'm that intimate with.
What disturbs me more than anything is that fucking just isn't good enough anymore. It's like we need to do the most deviant fucked up shit to even pop off anymore. If someone isn't vomiting feces into someone elses butthole while they them self is being drilled by...well, a drill with a dildo on it, it's just not worth beating off to. And that's sad, man. It used to be that people had nothing more than their own filthy imaginations to beat off to. Now we have levels of filth that would make Satan himself blush with shame. And I guess that's a good thing, cos we need something to blame for the reason some dude decapitated a bunch of prostitutes and ejaculated into their throat-holes. Something other than being fucking crazy.
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