I was going to write a lengthy post tonight about what I thought of the new Indiana Jones movie. Instead, I found myself flicking TV channels and stumbling across a documentary about men who have sex with cars.
Normally I wouldn’t watch such rubbish, but this time… I couldn’t turn away. It wasn’t so much ‘car crash television’ as ‘car pash television’.
Men. Who. Have. Sex. With. Cars.
Now, I love certain cars. The Gran Torino from Starsky & Hutch and the Chevy Impala from Supernatural are pretty much objects of desire for me, too, but actually having sex with them?
Indy will have to wait. Sorry. I’m scrubbing my eyeballs right now and wishing I could do the same to my brain.