Did you know that after 3a, you can find softcore porn on one of HBO's eighty-seven channels? I was not aware of this until the wee hours, and figured that since it was technically no longer Good Friday and Easter isn't until tomorrow, I was on safe ground. (Yes, I know I'm going to hell.)
The best part about softcore is that it's blatantly erotic without getting, well... anatomically graphic. This allows the connoisseur to thoroughly enjoy plotlines, character development, and dialogue. This little gem had a bikini-clad ghost haunting the mansion of someone's dead uncle while his relatives and friends were gathered for the reading of his will, and also to have a lot of sex. Oh, and it was a musical. Nope, not kidding - occasionally, a scantily-clad starlet would burst into a ridiculous song, like a naked Pirate of Penzance. And the writing! My favourite line? "I don't LIKE it when people try to kill me, Mr Wisenheimer!" Classic.
I couldn't find someone to go to the Roberson Centre with me today - there's a couple exhibits I want to see, and a Slovak egg-painting workshop at 1p. Instead I'm locking myself in the basement and working on some butterflies. Trust me, it's not as strange as it sounds.
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I did not know HBO latenight had such cinematic masterpieces. Perhaps I'll have to get cable now.
You didn't ask me to go to the Roberson Center with you. I would have went.
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