This is the best frame I have seen from
The Good Girl. In
fact, I've been through that DVD looking for a frame like this that
I could make this big, and couldn't find one.
It's not a fake. I found the same frame - right here - but I
couldn't get it to look good with that much size and that much
saturation, so props to the job "dmac" did in assembling it for our eyes.
- new volumes for: Rochelle Swanson, Julie K
Smith, Brinke Stevens
Imagine Entertainment (Ron Howard!) will make a feature
documentary on the cultural impact of the 1972 porn film "Deep
Throat." It is still considered by some to be the most
profitable movie ever made. Costing twenty five thousand bucks, it
reportedly grossed $600 million world wide - equivalent to much
more more than a billion of today's dollars.
2002: The year in quotations
Winnipeg man officially becomes the most pierced person.
His parents must be proud
Veteran actor Richard Chamberlain is outing himself as gay in his
autobiography. I can't say this is a big surprise.
Madonna's new album is unreleaseable, and must be re-recorded. I
can't say this is a big surprise either
- Time Magazine picks the
top 10 films of 2002. Their two critics agreed on Almodovar's
Talk to Her, which I haven't seen. Surprisingly, they chose The
Hours, not Swept Away, as the worst film of the year! "For
its high-falutin' literary manner, for its eager embrace of
politically and socially correct attitudes, for its breathless
belief in its own significance, for its sentimental approach to
female victimization, for the pretentiousness and torpor of its
structure, The Hours takes the prize."
- very useful site -
pollingreport.com - summarizes and archives major polls
(Gallup, Princeton, ABC, etc) on major subjects of public
My pc is still in the shop (actually I'm the "shop" and I haven't
finished). Last night, while watching "Hidden Hills" on NBC, I
noticed that Paula Marshall (http://us.imdb.com/Name?Marshall,%20Paula)
had a scene where she pulls up her shirt and shows her tits at a Def
Leppard concert. Using my TiVo, I see she really DID show her
breasts. Since my PC is in the shop, I can't cap this. Can you post
this to the mailbag? I will save this on my TiVo and cap it
later if no one else does.
Thanks much, DeafBeer
Scoop- Just a heads up for fans of Kitana Baker, the brunette
Miller Lite wrestling babe. She's in an episode of Playboy's Sexy
Girls Next Door entitled, according to the TiVo guide data, "Ring My
Bell." The beginning of the show, though, it seemed to be actually
entitled "Sexy Girls Take Over Hollywood." According to TiVo "Ring
My Bell will next be aired on the Playboy channel Friday @ 7am
ET and 7pm ET. As they say, though, check your local listings.
Scoop - Stefania Sandrelli is one of those big breasted, nice
assed, great looking Italian actresses. In the "Naked Encyclopædia",
in the last section, "poses", frame # 2 is actually taken from her
movie "La disubbidienza" ("Disobedience"), an obscure flick by Aldo
Largo (1981), I had never heard of, but which, according IMDB, stars
Teresa Ann Savoy, of "Caligula" fame, so that it might be
Scoop says: Thanks for the info! I'm sure that
the Encyclopedia entries only scratch the surface of her screen
career. She has made movies for 42 years, and was still doing
a little bit of nudity as late as 1996, 35 years into her career.
Scoop. Re: bawdy verse. Scotland's national
poet, Robert Burns (whose birthday is next week on Jan 25), apart
from his own beautiful writings, anthologised bawdy verse back in
the late 1700s. The attached song/poem 'The Plenipotentiary' is
the king of them all. In the original published version (yes, it
is published - a friend of mine has a copy of the book), the
'naughty' words were omitted with only the first letter of each
shown. The words in red in the poem are my interpretation of what
the words should be, but I could be wrong. It would be a mighty
tribute to the great bard to publish this on his birthday.
Scoop says: Why wait until then? Oh, sure,
that was your scheme, but the best laid schemes o' mice an' men gang
aft a-gley, so we'll take
a cup of kindness today, for auld lang syne, so close to the New
Year. As for me, I'm not here. My heart's in the Highlands, a
chasing' the deer.
Tune : The terrible law or Shawnbuee.
by: Captain Morris, author of ‘Songs Drinking, Political and
Facetious’ (c 1790)
The Dey of Algiers, when afraid of his ears,
A messenger sent to our court, sir,
As he knew in our state, the women had weight,
He chose one, well hung for the sport, sir.
He searched the divan till he found out a man
Whose balls were heavy and
And he lately came o’er from the Barbary shore
As the great
When to England he came, with his prick in a flame,
He showed it his hostess on landing,
Who spread its renown thro’ all parts of the town,
As a pintle past all understanding.
So much there was said of its snout and its head,
That they called it the great Janissary;
Not a lady could sleep till she got a sly peep
At the great Plenipotentiary.
As he rode in his coach, how the whores did approach,
And stared, as if stretched on a tenter;
He drew every eye of the dames that passed by,
Like the sun to its wonderful centre.
As he passed through the town not a window was down,
And the maids hurried out to the area,
The children cried, ”Look, there’s the man with the
That’s the great Plenipotentiary.”
When he came to the Court, oh, what giggle and sport,
Such squinting and squeezing to view him,
What envy and spleen in the women were seen,
All happy and pleased to get to him.
They vowed from their hearts, if men of such parts
Were found on the coast of Barbary
‘Tis a shame not to bring a whole guard for the King,
Like the great
The dames of intrigue formed their cunts
in a league,
To take him in turns like good folk, sir;
The young misses’ plan was to catch as catch can,
And all were resolved on a stroke, sir.
The cards to invite flew by thousands each night,
With bribes to the old secretary,
And the famous Eclipse was not let for more leaps
Than the great Plenipotentiary.
When his name was announced, how the women all bounced
And their blood hurried up to their faces;
He made them all itch, from navel to breech,
And their bubbies burst out all their laces;
There was such damned work, to be fucked
by the Turk,
That nothing their passion could vary;
All the matrons fell sick for the Barbary
Of the great Plenipotentiary.
A Duchess whose Duke made her ready to puke
With fumbling and fucking all
Being first for the prize, was so pleased with its size
That she begged for to stroke its big snout, sir.
‘My stars!’, cried her Grace, ‘Its head’s like a mace,
‘Tis as high as the Corsican Fairy;
I’ll make up, please the pigs, for dry bobs and
With the great Plenipotentiary.’
And now to be bored by this Ottoman Lord
Came a virgin far gone in the wane, sir,
She resolved for to try, though her cunt
was so dry,
That she knew it must split like a cane, sir.
True it was as she spoke, it gave way at each stroke,
But oh, what a woeful quandary!
With one terrible thrust her old piss-bladder
On the great Plenipotentiary.
The next to be tried was an Alderman’s bride,
With a cunt that would swallow
She had horned the dull brows of her worshipful spouse,
Till they sprouted like Venus’s myrtle.
Through thick and through thin, bowel deep he dashed in,
Till her cunt frothed like
cream in a dairy,
And expressed by loud farts she was strained in all parts
By the great Plenipotentiary.
The next to be kissed, on the Plenipo’s list,
Was a delicate Maiden of Honour,
She screamed at the sight of his prick,
in a fright,
Though she’d had the whole palace upon her.
Oh Lord, she said, what a prick
for a maid!
Do, pray, come look at it, Cary!
But I will have one drive, if I’m ripped up alive,
By the great Plenipotentiary.
Two sisters next came, Peg and Molly by name,
Two ladies of very high breeding,
Resolved one should try, while the other stood by
And watch the amusing proceeding.
Peg swore by the Gods that the Mussulman’s cods
Were as big as both buttocks of Mary;
Molly cried with a grunt, he has ruined my
With his great Plenipotentiary.
The next for his plan was an old haridan
Who had swallowed huge pricks
from each nation,
With over much use, she had broken the sluice
‘Twixt her cunt and its lower
But he stuck her so full that she roared like a bull,
Crying out she was bursting and weary,
So tight was she stuck by this wonderful
Of the great Plenipotentiary.
The next for a shag came the
new Yankee flag
Though lanky and scraggy in figure,
She was fond of the quid, for she had been well rid
From Washington down to
Oh my! Such a size! I guess it’s first prize,
It’s a wonder, quite Ni-a-gary;
W-a-l-l, now I’m in luck, so stranger, let’s
Bully for the great Plenipotentiary.
All heads were bewitched and longed to be stitched
Even babies would languish and linger,
And the boarding-school Miss, as she sat down to
Drew a Turk on the floor with her finger.
For fancied delight, they all clubbed for a
To frig in the school
And the teachers from France fucked
à la distance
With the great
Each sluice cunted bawd, who’d
been shagged abroad
Till her premises gaped like a grave, sir,
Found luck was so thick,
she could feel the Turk’s prick,
Though all others were lost in the cave, sir.
The nymphs of the stage did his ramrod engage,
Made him free of their gay seminary;
And the Italian signors opened all their back doors
To the great Plenipotentiary.
Then of love’s sweet reward, measured out by the yard,
The Turk was most blessed of mankind, sir,
For his powerful dart went right home to the heart,
Whether stuck in before or behind, sir.
But no pencil can draw this great-pintled Bashaw,
Then let each cunt-loving
As cocks of the game, let's
drink to the name
Of the great Plenipotentiary.
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