Recently I did a few technical favors for this friend of mine and to show her gratitude she offered me a little gratuity, some of the spillover from her enormous pr0n collection. Today the USPS left a box on my doorstep and it brought to mind that old song:

And it’s just a box of porn
I don’t know who put it there
Believe it if you need it
Or leave it if your dare

If nothing else, it should give my partner and me the chance for a little hotel-room-type amusement or even a “you like that?” conversation. From the box covers, it looks to me like the middlebrow stuff with relatively high production values and a semblance of a plot.

This reminded me of something I was thinking over the holidays and planning to mention to the Kowgirl: When are we going to see “Reality Porn”?

Who wants to gangbang a millionaire?

Actually, the real cutting-edge approach would involve not just sloppy sex but also conception, questions of paternity, decisions about whether to bring to term, etc.

Who wants to give birth to a millionaire?

Who wants to conceive a millionaire?

Who wants to sire a millionaire?

With better promotion than the Guinness Book-style gangbang contest movies, a reality porn series could easily include a $1,000,000 pot going to any child conceived (or the pot could go to the female actor and/or the “successful” male actor, the possibilities are endless). But would the producers be willing to risk the condemnation and wrath that an inherently gonzo culture-war blitz would entail?

Discuss among yourselves.