Necrophile Passion

Then you could be a necrophiliac and/or someone with a rubber doll under their bed. Think about it: You could come and go as you please with no one to question you. As well, you wouldn't have to talk to your low-maintenance partner if you didn't want to since being dead or made of rubber or plastic they don't care. And what about your financial situation? Good or bad you save some coin since you don't have to pay any extras on food, clothes, presents, trips and your apartment or house utilities. Tempting in these tough economic times isn't it? Hopefully if you decide to go low-maintenance you'll choose the rubber or plastic doll. It's may be weird, kinky, and even pathetic --but at least it's not as sick and f!!cked up as the the other choice which brings me to this "thing" that I saw.

Cheap, uninteresting, mostly indoor --movie? F!!ck no! I'll call it a "video" or "film" (of sorts) about a guy with girlfriend issues (and certainly mental ones too) who finds a female corpse in the woods, throat slashed and blood all over. He whips out his cell seeming about to do the responsible thing and call the cops...then pauses...face kind of twitching as he stares at the corpse. Lord knows what his thinking process was at this point. Anyway, whatever it was it ended with him putting his cell phone away and dragging the bloody corpse home with him where he didn't waste any time assaulting it with his little woody (Even licking the blood on it!).

Being a hard-core horror movie fan I'm always looking for movies to horrify me which this movie did -but not in a good way. I was mostly horrified at how boring it was. I chit-chatted with my amigo thru most of it after the point I described above sparing a cursory glance now and again to yawn and return to my conversation. Love, Boloxxxi.