Porn on the Brain

Okay, as if I needed another reminder that I consume too much porn:

I was headed into the drive through lane at McDonald's yesterday when I was cutoff by a cute blonde in a red sports car. Forgiven! Cute! Then I saw her license plate:

JENZCAM

Cool! She must be Jen, and she must have a webcam. Yeow! I'll have to look for it when I get home......

Wait a minute. Jeez, SCM, get your head out of the porn already. Look at her car - she's driving a

CAMARO. JENZCAM = Jen's Camaro. No porn here. Snap back into the real world already.

Okay, just to cleanse my palate, I'm having a normal viewing night tonight. "The Bachelor" and "What about Brian".

It's still about pretty girls. They just have their clothes on!


Update: Oh well. So much for watching tame network primetime television. Did you see "What About Brian"? You know that scene tonight with the bachelor party in the strip club? You know the part where the stripper comes up to the guy (in this case the bachelor) and asks him if he wants to go to the private room in the back? "More money, but more fun"? I know that back room. Oh yes, I know that back room well. Brings back memories.