Yeah, I know this is a blatant ploy to draw new readers, but I'd rather think of it as an erotic stroll down mammary lane.
Our older readers (Rhod, LL and Daisy) probably remember lining up at the Bijou on a Saturday morning. The stench of JuJuBees and Sugar Daddys would fill the heavy air. Suddenly the houselights would lower, a shrill cheer would rise from the prepubescent throng, and Tarzan would introduce us to the wonders of jungle life.
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Isn't that Johnny Weissmuller? I used to check in on this older lady years ago and she took swim lessons from him in her younger, modeling days.
Actually, you foul, impertinent child, I wrote a piece on this very subject many years ago.
What I recall from those days was the Irish cop who kept us outside (until the ticket booth opened) on the sidewalk, in clouds of winter, lead-laden exhaust smoke, and the stench came from wet woolens (Polish), garlic (Italian kids)and dirty long-johns (me and my brothers).
Maureen O'Sullivan's butt was a gold-mine of tumescence for weeks at a time. DC still thinks about it, all the time.
This damnned Google Account never works, so...
Rhod
The adventures of Tarzan used to come on television (black & white) in the afternoon. Old enough to see it then but not before at the Cinema.
Young men lusted after Jane.
Cheetah stole the show, though.
Well now. This is certainly one way to titillate your readers.
Rhod, my memories of the bright palace that was the Royale Cinema consist of...
1. The ever-syruppy floor
2. The blended scent of Pine-Sol, Pall Malls and popcorn
3. Seats that had long ago given up the standard of 90 degrees.
Red, leave it to you to slink in here and top us all with your person brush with greatness.
Thanks for the visit. Your blog is way entertaining.
LL, I too am a Cheetah fan. Few people know that the original Cheetah is still alive and living his final years at a retirement village near Coral Gables.
Opie, my apologies. I never imagined that the young'uns or the women folk would have access to this filth.
I just wasn't thinkin'.
I loved watching Tarzan reruns on T.V. as a child. I am a woman who is fascinated with the jungle. I would love to visit a jungle some day. Or are we in the jungle of America now? Under Obama?
Teresa, life is a jungle. Obama and his Marxist ilk promise to make all the scary stuff go away. All one has to do for that protection is give away liberty and free choice.
As for me, point me toward the jungle.
I find this exceptionally offensive. Please remove this. The exploitation of women is unacceptable even if you are showing images from the sixties. Thank you.
Lil, thanks for visiting. And thanks for commenting on my post. Your only error is assuming that your feelings of offense somehow outweigh my free speech.
As a woman who has certainly has had to voice the odd inappropriate statement to demand respect or clarify an issue, you will understand that free speech is often exactly as it feels... uncomfortable and harsh. With all respect, get used to it if you're gonna batting your pretty eyelashes around this neighborhood.
I am most offended by your "mammary lane" joke. It is highly offensive.
My name is Lilith not Lil.
You are offended by puns?
Lilly,
Believe me when I say that I didn't post this film clip to offend wimmin. I wanted to share the beauty of what must be one of the most beautiful underwater butt displays in cinematic history. The only one better being my infamous swimming pool cameo in PORKY'S SPRING BREAK.
Am I the only one who sees the oddness of a woman with her breast showing in her avatar being offended by a walk down mammary lane?t
Opus #6 Your right. How can a person not be offended by a nude art portrait but be offended at a harmless video showing Jane in the jungle nude? Nude is nude, as long as the women is not being used as a tool for objectification. Jane was not being used as a tool for objectification by Tarzan, but in fact she was loved by Tarzan in a very natural way. As a young woman I don't find this offensive. This video is not demeaning a woman in any way. This video was trying to show real life in a day at the jungle. Tarzan was having fun with Jane in the Jungle.
Teresa, I completely agree.
Now, If Goomba and the other males who read here wish to make jokes or otherwise excite themselves while watching, what business is it of ours, I ask you.
I thought "mammary lane" was a good play on words.
Opus, I also find the sniffy priggery a little weird when the finger-wagging philistine, Lilith, uses a nude as an avatar.
Now, I understand the aesthetic dissimulation necessary to differentiate a "nude" from a depiction of partial "nakedness"...it's the kind of pretentious crap every manque yammers about at clothesline art shows.
Art is about one thing, recognition. Lilith induces recognition of female flesh adorned by red hair, nipples and hips, and then whinges about "mammary lane"? What a load.
Rhod
And by the way, Lilith's nude is romancing a python - a serpent -one of the most symbol-heavy devices in literature, plastic and representational art.
This gets funnier all the time.
Rhod
Plastic art! :-D
Besides, if the men dissipate their energy here on the internet, isn't that preferable to having them do that elsewhere, such as the workplace??? You know what they say. Never show thy rod to thy staff.
Opus:
Plastic art is sculpture, etc., but if you took Lilith's avatar and cast it in hollow plastic, inserted a rhinestone navel and put a lightbulb inside, it would fit right in at Spenser Gifts. And it would be quite offensive to women...
Opus #6,
I don't think its any of our business what Goomba and other males as long as its done in private.
"Besides, if the men dissipate their energy here on the internet, isn't that preferable to having them do that elsewhere"
Opie, wait a minute. The last thing I want is a bunch of guys visiting this site and dissipating all over the place.
I found the video sensual and romantic. Is there one of us (man or woman) who doesn't have a fond memory of a skinny dip with a loved one wherein we shared the intoxicating blend of sexual temptation and oneness with the universe?
This isn't a post for men. It's a post for romantics.
As a fellow dissipator, I thoroughly enjoyed myself.
Sorry, Nickie. I got you confused with Rhod and his "goldmine of tumescence."
OK, Opie, enough of his Rod of tumescence.
Sorry, Opie. I was in a J.D. Salinger mood. It was a euphemism too far. I should have Erica Jong'd it or Germaine Greer'd it right off the metaphorical bat.
Nickie's blog sonnet to primitivism deserved better than he got from me. I'm sort of HAL to his Dave. I forget my place.
Rhod
Thanks for the stroll down memory lane.
Rhod, is that why you droned on singing DAISY DAISY to me at the Internet Christmas party?
Thanks, Fuzzy Daddy, and thanks for strolling along with us all.
I believe. I am now a follower. It worked. Good job... :)
Thanks, Thor. My evil plot has worked. Next, the world.
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