February 23, 2012

Chip unlocks a dirty visual secret.

"That painting is subversively pornographic. It's shocking my eyeballs."

Later:
See what I mean.

I was going to make her head bob and then I thought, no, you must consider the children. And then I thought, if I would make the head bob then I might learn where it is that Photobucket is drawing the line about taking down my stuff. Since they never tell me.
Wow! I haven't seen such a convincing animation since Rathergate.

IN THE COMMENTS: t-man corrects:
That's a dude, Chip, not a woman.

8 comments:

EDH said...

"I don't know why you keep picking it up."

edutcher said...

Chip is a class act.

David R. Graham said...

"In the old days," most theologians were also lawyers and many lawyers were also theologians, by training at least if not by practice. The Brahmin and the Kshatria mutually depend. I have observed that as their years advance lawyers not infrequently develop interest in inquiries that are theological in nature (... as if some inquiry isn't).

t-man said...

That's a dude, Chip, not a woman.

t-man said...

A tranny, at least.

ricpic said...

Although the ear may have been used in the long and chequered history of BJ's, it's normally the mouth that is employed, Chip.

Bill said...

I like the relationships. I mean, each character has his own story. The puppy is a bit too much, but you have to over look things like that in these kinds of paintings. The way he's *holding* her... it's almost... filthy. I mean, he's about to kiss her and she's pulling away. The way the leg's sort of smashed up against her... Phew... Look how he's painted the blouse sort of translucent. You can just make out her breasts underneath and it's sort of touching him about here. It's really... pretty torrid, don't you think? Then of course you have the onlookers peeking at them from behind the doorway like they're all shocked. They wish. Yeah, I must admit, when I see a painting like this, I get emotionally... erect.

mesriani said...

@David Graham: That was the old days dude. Nostalgic, I know, but we have got to accept the fact that things aren't the same anymore.