here's comes a venomous bitch.
it's a good thing i'm leaving this job, because i'm so fucking sick of all these weak-ass commercial photographers and all these supposed "artists" who bring me their shlock to glorify. "yes, give me ten enormous prints of this thinly-veiled wank pic. i'm expecting to hear from the gugenheim any day." fuck all these photographers. now, i obviously appreciate a good wank pic in its place... i wouldn't dream of speaking ill of the pictures on this site, but you'll notice they're ON THIS SITE. because they're girlie pics. beautiful, respectful girlie pics, but still. they're not hanging up in the gallery, you know? in one sense they're art, but in another sense, they're not Art (well, maybe some of them are.. hm).. hell, i'd apply in a second if i thought i was what they were looking for, so god knows i don't think there's anything wrong with this porn. so anyway, again and again, i'm over in the corner tearing my hair out trying to think of some way to slice off part of my psyche and spew it into a photograph, and the boss calls me over to help them marvel at Joe Pro-photographer's most recent glorification of Yet Another Statuesque 16-year old With Huge Tits. "Wow, it's really stunning how you've managed to suppress even the slightest trace of her personality! you must tell me how you do it so i too can get rich someday." another cookie-cutter blonde pretty-girl against a Creative Background. she is so child-like and innocent, yet so sexually available and.. drugged-looking. truly, you are an Artiste. i can tell by your feeble erection that this is The Art.
and the commercial photographers make me just as ill in a different direction. printing page after page for a card/wrapping paper company. beautiful yet motherly women reading the card... laughing at the card... oh the card, it is so touching! i am touched! she presses the purile card to breast and turns her head to the side as if to say, "it's so funny and yet so romantic! how i love that man!" there are also the many sets where they're just selling femininity. nothing else. mothers and daughters with soft hair and flowing sundresses. they wuv each other so much. SO MUCH! you can tell by how they exchange cards and gaze at each other with perfect maternal rapture.
in my own little internal protest, every day i come to work more and more scruffy. wearing baggy cargo shorts designed for young men that come down to my knees. if i was going to be still working here a month from now, i'd probably have stopped washing my hair by then.
set attack womb to "maul."
(oh, and have a nice week everyone! won't be back for a while. then as soon as i do get back, the shrike and i leave right away to drive from kansas city to l.a. if you live between here and there, send up a flare and we'll come have sex with you or something. well, if you're a girl. if you're a boy, screw you. you're on my List today.)
it's a good thing i'm leaving this job, because i'm so fucking sick of all these weak-ass commercial photographers and all these supposed "artists" who bring me their shlock to glorify. "yes, give me ten enormous prints of this thinly-veiled wank pic. i'm expecting to hear from the gugenheim any day." fuck all these photographers. now, i obviously appreciate a good wank pic in its place... i wouldn't dream of speaking ill of the pictures on this site, but you'll notice they're ON THIS SITE. because they're girlie pics. beautiful, respectful girlie pics, but still. they're not hanging up in the gallery, you know? in one sense they're art, but in another sense, they're not Art (well, maybe some of them are.. hm).. hell, i'd apply in a second if i thought i was what they were looking for, so god knows i don't think there's anything wrong with this porn. so anyway, again and again, i'm over in the corner tearing my hair out trying to think of some way to slice off part of my psyche and spew it into a photograph, and the boss calls me over to help them marvel at Joe Pro-photographer's most recent glorification of Yet Another Statuesque 16-year old With Huge Tits. "Wow, it's really stunning how you've managed to suppress even the slightest trace of her personality! you must tell me how you do it so i too can get rich someday." another cookie-cutter blonde pretty-girl against a Creative Background. she is so child-like and innocent, yet so sexually available and.. drugged-looking. truly, you are an Artiste. i can tell by your feeble erection that this is The Art.
and the commercial photographers make me just as ill in a different direction. printing page after page for a card/wrapping paper company. beautiful yet motherly women reading the card... laughing at the card... oh the card, it is so touching! i am touched! she presses the purile card to breast and turns her head to the side as if to say, "it's so funny and yet so romantic! how i love that man!" there are also the many sets where they're just selling femininity. nothing else. mothers and daughters with soft hair and flowing sundresses. they wuv each other so much. SO MUCH! you can tell by how they exchange cards and gaze at each other with perfect maternal rapture.
in my own little internal protest, every day i come to work more and more scruffy. wearing baggy cargo shorts designed for young men that come down to my knees. if i was going to be still working here a month from now, i'd probably have stopped washing my hair by then.
set attack womb to "maul."
(oh, and have a nice week everyone! won't be back for a while. then as soon as i do get back, the shrike and i leave right away to drive from kansas city to l.a. if you live between here and there, send up a flare and we'll come have sex with you or something. well, if you're a girl. if you're a boy, screw you. you're on my List today.)
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theshrike:
I like it when you venomously bitch. You are the creator of my favorite venomous bitchings. I wish they would publish a collection of your Venom Bitch Greatest Hits, for I would buy it, and be content. I would sleep with it under my pillow. Next to my .45.
evel:
"i can tell by your feeble erection that this is The Art." this is by far the most clever & amusing thing i have heard any one say all damn day. 