my                                     Mormon wife caught me looking a
                         t hate-**** on the big screen in the basement;
I tried to explain that it was art        like Michel         Angelo's depiction of souls in hell in the Sistine Chapel; fortunately,                    she had been to Rom
      e      on a mission & knew what                   I said was true; she even sat down next to                 me & watched; I, uh, got up & go               t a beer from the small fridge hoping she'd                      be gone when I turned around;
nope
she was right there            waiting for the       next feature;          I love my wife but I like to keep my art separate;
             ******* is as ancient as stone; pictographs found buried at the bottom of the sea depict men & women having              randy *** & more than just *** *** w/ animals, multiple
        partners & same sexes; but that's ancient             history; archaeology to
        be precise ; but what I had up clearly
           showed people who were ****** from birth;                     ****** to this day & ****** for eternity;
I get the souls in                        hell part but they look like they're having fun laughing & joking; I imagine they're on drugs,                        apparently ipecac from the way        the girls are throwing up; do u mean stunts like skateboarders or stunts like                    jumping through a window? I don't
      real ly know I said, is **** a sport?
we looked at each                          other & I turned the ****** thing off & ****** my wife             right there in the basement;                                   we named the kid Stormy;
I once had a main                    **** named Stormy; he was                  a real sweety, quietest cat I ever had I think I only              t           heard                      him meow once            for a cat that weighted                                       30lbs.
did u notice that the guys are shoving
           their entire hard ***** into the girl's head  
            so how does **** help ur art? does it i nspire u she asked as we lay in bed one night                  what                u watch **** for ur art
no, **** is art; for an artist ****           is like a direct glimpse in hea, I mean hell; yeh, I noticed that I                      
                                    wonder if it hurts; no, I said, hopefully

those people are professional                            it's like doing stunts