We're getting to the end of the year again. People are making plans for the holidays, gifts are frantically being bought, people get snowed in, every single couple I know is breaking up, in the Netherlands some old guy with a beard and a bunch of black guys are handing out presents, and all my favorite shops are selling calendars with undressed men and women again.
Before I continue; If you used to read my old blog, you may remember this is an old pet hate of mine. However, I've decided in this post not to refer to before said calendars with the "p word" (no, not pantomime, moron) because people are still entering my old blog, google-ing "p. calendars". Now, my old blog was a slut and she doesn't complain, but this one has some dignity and therefore we shall not mention the p word here (no, not post-traumatic-stress-syndrome, idiot).
Anyhoo. I completely, utterly and totally do not get the point of undressed-people-calendars. It's not like I have a moral problem with them, far from it. It's just that I really do not get them. I shall explain.
The entire point of graphical representations of a person, or several persons, in an undressed state or in certain positions that otherwise would only occur behind closed doors (unless you have a really good sex life, in that case kudos!), is to give the person, or persons, watching it a sexual high. So far, no problem.
The entire point of a calendar is to give a person, or several persons, a sense of time. It is also a tool for these people to plan their lives, remember birthdays and other important occasions such as Christmas and scheduled court dates. These calendars often have pictures of places or persons to liven them up. For instance, Tuscan landscapes, bluessingers or Orlando Bloom. Again, so far no problem.
But why in earths name are they combining the two?? There's no logic! First of all; can you hang one of those calenders up and still not be an official pervert? Material of that kind (I'm getting good at not using the p word.... no, not panepedemic, weirdo) is perfectly normal, but you keep it in the bottom two shelves of your closet. You don't hang it up on the wall somewhere! It's insane!
Second. What's the theory behind it? That you look at one picture for an entire month? As my Spanish homeboys would say; PORQUE? It's one freaking picture, don't you get tired of looking at the same person in the same, most likely quite uncomfortable, position all month? Are you expected to bond with him (or if you're a sick twisted person with a disgusting lifestyle... her)? It's a picture, it doesn't talk back!
Conclusion? If you want to give someone a calendar for Christmas, pick one that has Italy or France or Orlando Bloom on it. If you want to give someone material of a certain graphic kind that George Bush doesn't agree with, buy them a magazine or a dvd. Do not combine the two.
Unless it's Orlando Bloom undressed, than you can ignore everything said above.
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7 comments:
uh-oh! guess what boris is getting for christmas!
you have spanish homeboys?
sigh.... women.
and no I don't have spanish homeboys, but if I WOULD have them, that's what they would say. I have Italian homeboys but PERCHE?? doesn't have that Spanish zing to it.
C'mon! If a car repair shop doesn't have at least one grease stained calendar picturing people who have forgotten to put on their clothes in the morning, you know there's something suspicious going on and you should take your car elsewhere for service.
lol, you have a spanish homeboy, but you hate him.
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Jari: lol, sigh, ok PERHAPS car repair shops are the only exception. and I do mean ONLY.
Becky: I don't hate Elvin! I just don't like him shooting rubber bands at my face :D. And besides he's not Spanish. He's Cuban.... or Haitian or something.
And where are you people when I write about music or people dying? Ah well, sex sells :))).
lmao. hes part spanish part native puerto rican! (one of his great grandfathers or grandfathers or something is an indian) but you can say hes part spanish! lol
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