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Originally Posted by CurrentlySober
Utterly truthful answer? I was never 'into' poo.
'I like poo' was a bastardisation of 'I like pie' (8 Letters...)
I was drinking a lot, and began by doing it to mark a post so I could find it again. Then I started doing it a lot. Then I did it in every thread I read, just for the fun of it...
Pointless, I agree... But it seemed logical and fun even though I couldn't even remember doing it most of the time...
But, I stopped drinking, became more aware of what I was doing, stopped posting it, and got a name change to remind me not to start up drinking again...
Naturally, I still reference it from time to time, as it was part of a good four year period of my time at GFY... 
I'm not proud of myself  but it is what it is... 
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I always got a kick out of that expression...it kinda remembered me of this kid:
Anyway, good luck with the sobriety.
This tagline is not quite as catchy, but you could start saying, "I like liver" (meaning your own liver).
That reminds me, sometimes when I get calls from performers with caller ID, or talent knocks on the door, I will answer in a perved-out gravelly voice, "I'm not wearing any clothes!" It cracks people up every time...well, not
every time.
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Originally Posted by Kenny B!
I asked her the same question, she was bent over doggy with her ass facing the cam and monitor, and had this big double ended dildo up her bum. When she yanked it out, the flood gates opened and she sprayed all over. Yet she's sitting calmly but obviously embarrassed and the first thing out of her mouth was... Ooops I had an accident.
Then the room got it's version of a hooker bath, cleaned with baby wipes and windex  |
Eww...that reminds me of one time on set, this well-known porn trollop shows up for her scene without telling anyone that she was on her period. Apparently, she figured a make-up sponge shoved up her pussy tight would do the trick and soak everything up.
We're well into her scene, and in my little 3" monitor, I suddenly notice a tiny speck of red, so I cut the scene and call over a PA with a brand new container of baby wipes, and he hands her one to clean up.
At that point she confesses that she just started her period. I had never been confronted with that situation before, so I asked both performers what they wanted to do, and both said they wanted to continue. So, I stationed my PA nearby with the container of baby wipes, and whenever anyone noticed any blood, he would toss over a handi-wipe, the girl would use it to clean up, and then toss it over the side of the bed.
It turned out to be a fantastic frenetic scene, and when the money shot was done, I finally could look away from the small monitor on my video camera, and I swear the floor looked like a damned MASH triage center, covered in bloody baby wipes. The container was nearly empty.
It was at times such as this that I was glad to have a PA on set to clean up the mess.
After that, I vowed to never shoot another scene when a girl was menstruating.
My poor PA, he looked so dejected as he sullenly took care of the mess, picking up one handi-wipe at a time and disposing of it. I joked with him that it could be worse, he could be mopping floors at a Peep Show theater...he didn't thank me for that.
This story had a happy ending a few weeks later. when I was back in LA shooting the same girl, and had the same PA on set with me. Since the airlines wouldn't permit me to bring lube on my flight to LA, I asked the female performer what brand of lube she wanted, and then sent my PA out to pick some up for her.
Apparently it was a brand of lube that he was unfamiliar with, so he inadvertently picked up a bottle of warming lube. Anyway, we start the scene as soon as my PA gets back, and the performers do some extended wild and messy oral foreplay, and then they're finally ready to fuck, so the girl pours a small handful of lube into her hand and rubs it in and around her muff, and they start doing the dirty deed.
We are a few minutes into the first position, reverse cowgirl, and the dude is pumping away furiously like a piston in overdrive, undoubtedly creating lots of friction, when the girl suddenly gets a look of horror on her face, and yells "ouch, ouch, ouch", hops off the dude's dick, and makes a mad dash to the bathroom.
She comes back all pissed off and asks the PA what the fuck kind of lube did he buy.
He hands her the bottle and she throws it at him, screaming "you asshole, that's warming lube, my fucking pussy felt like it was on fire."
We took a break so that the PA could go pick-up some regular lube, and the girl could cool down her temper and vajayjay, and then we resumed the scene, completing it without further incident.
We all had a nice dinner together afterwards, and everyone hugged and made-up.
As my trusty PA and I were flying back to the Bay Area from LA, he confided that although picking up the warming lube was not a deliberate act of retaliation, he felt it was good payback for having to clean up after the girl the previous time.
We still chuckle about that one from time to time...
The obvious moral of this story is that there is no moral to this story.
ADG