Tuesday, July 20, 2004

Good morning,

New in the Playhouse today is footage from an unpleasant videotaped encounter. Kim and I are in the same business and happen to live in the same town so we got together at her place to shoot a little porno. I wanted to turn on some soft music to "get in the mood," but she refused to let me. Only later did I learn the significance of that. Turns out she had her tacky red living room equipped with legions of webcams so she could tape all of her unwitting visitors! There must have been $5000 worth of camera equipment hidden behind $10 worth of flea market furnishings. She didn't want music on because it would distort the sound quality of her secret recordings. What a cunt! Things quickly turned ugly when I discovered her dirty trickery. They got even uglier when we embarked upon an all-out, no-holds-barred, hair pulling, breast clawing, crotch grabbing, kicking, hitting, screaming contest of wills.

You don't even want to view these photos unless you're a fan of savage, ghetto-caliber fighting. It's not pretty.

-- XXOO Tanya

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