Icarus's blog: "Hurts to watch."

And that's why I love amateur porn.
No one there to fake it.
Nobody worried about the shot.
Just good
old fashioned
all
american
fun.

All the best things are immediately nationalistic.
Meat.
A big red slab of corn-fed cow.
What people don't realise is that local grass fed cattle have a funky complexity instead of that sterile lab shipped and altogether flavorless by comparison bovine.

Baseball.
The best thing to watch on television.
And that's why its only on during the spring through october.
Life itself would shut down if we had the time to walk to a ballpark every day
or pile one more hoagy bun with fried onions and a whole kielbasa
I'm more of a Brat or red-hot kinda guy
but you get the point.
Probably because one grampa was southern
the other was about a quarter german.

Who cares.

American (?)
Nacho
Cheese
comes in that big round army surplus cylinder for a reason.
Velveeta's too cnotinental, gimme the lil yellow square with the bristley black moustache any day.
That man's gonna shut down my arteries. Lickety split.
That's a block of heart attack you can trust.
Hecho in mexico.
E plubris unum.

Next we have the all american girl.
Loves Jesus.
Loves Horses.
Loves poetry.
Loves singing.
She's tall, thin, smells nice, and would never give you the time of day because you're a dirty outspoken long-hair.
Or... she aims to tame you.
Jar that head.
Trim that bush.
Roll that flag.

Oh my darling, sexy country
tis of thee
if only I could have all these things in one afternoon
in one truck
listening to Elvis
and cracking some tonsil icing off into the wild blue yonder
her red tonsils glazed white
the moans bursting mid exhale

My god
its full of stars.