horrifically sexual saturdays
This Saturday marked my first day off in 11 days! AND: The annual "everything to do with Sex" exhibition at, well, the exhibition in Toronto. SO I went.
Rows and rows of sexy stands laden with dildos/vibrators and imitation pleather. Couples everywhere attempting to put spice back into their dull, comfortable relationships. And Star trek fans dressed to the nine as their favourite character. clemens thought that they had stumbled into the wrong convention, but we quickly learned they were demonstrating to the public their sexual fetish. shudder.
Most of the time we approached stands with the intent to jackass and mock the exhibitors. Like the foreign man who tried to sell me a skull candle, but when chris asked, "are these candles Kosher?" he said, "yes, you can hold them up to a window if you like." Demonstrating that one: this candle really has nothing to do with sexual encounters and two: the man really didnt know what kosher means.
The candlemaker did not recieve my money.
Some things however, were quite informative. Like the seminar presented on "g-spots and p-spots" and the love machine for women, that holds up to four friends at one time. Who needs a man when you have a penis on a stick to penetrate you and all of your acquaintances?
The sex show was a blast and I left with knowledge on Hedonistic resorts in the bahamas and how a vibrating condom works. Yee haw.
To combat the sexual experience that was our afternoon, we decided to attend the "toronto after dark film festival" on bloor for the evening. It's date was conveniently set around halloween as every indy film was supposed to be a mystery or horror. Unfortunately, they werent showing the swedish version of Buffy the Vampire Slayer so I sat two seats away from my date, watching a subtitled Japanese film that was not scary nor mysterious. In fact, I fell asleep during it two times only to wake up reminding myself that this hideousness cost me 20 bucks. Indy films sometimes really piss me off.
So we stumbled home. buzzed off of cheap wine, cigarettes and terrible cinema. Oh and a little horny....days off are the best when you live on the cusp of the GTA.
Rows and rows of sexy stands laden with dildos/vibrators and imitation pleather. Couples everywhere attempting to put spice back into their dull, comfortable relationships. And Star trek fans dressed to the nine as their favourite character. clemens thought that they had stumbled into the wrong convention, but we quickly learned they were demonstrating to the public their sexual fetish. shudder.
Most of the time we approached stands with the intent to jackass and mock the exhibitors. Like the foreign man who tried to sell me a skull candle, but when chris asked, "are these candles Kosher?" he said, "yes, you can hold them up to a window if you like." Demonstrating that one: this candle really has nothing to do with sexual encounters and two: the man really didnt know what kosher means.
The candlemaker did not recieve my money.
Some things however, were quite informative. Like the seminar presented on "g-spots and p-spots" and the love machine for women, that holds up to four friends at one time. Who needs a man when you have a penis on a stick to penetrate you and all of your acquaintances?
The sex show was a blast and I left with knowledge on Hedonistic resorts in the bahamas and how a vibrating condom works. Yee haw.
To combat the sexual experience that was our afternoon, we decided to attend the "toronto after dark film festival" on bloor for the evening. It's date was conveniently set around halloween as every indy film was supposed to be a mystery or horror. Unfortunately, they werent showing the swedish version of Buffy the Vampire Slayer so I sat two seats away from my date, watching a subtitled Japanese film that was not scary nor mysterious. In fact, I fell asleep during it two times only to wake up reminding myself that this hideousness cost me 20 bucks. Indy films sometimes really piss me off.
So we stumbled home. buzzed off of cheap wine, cigarettes and terrible cinema. Oh and a little horny....days off are the best when you live on the cusp of the GTA.
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