Constituents for 'Kids In the Hall' Short Identified!
IFEEL LIKE I'M WRITING COPY FOR RIPLEY'S "BELIEVE IT OR NOT!" APPARENTLY THERE IS A SUBCULTURE OF MEN (AND WOMEN?) WHO SO LOVE THEIR CARS THAT THEY FUCK THEM. Crabby is willing to venture that such auto-eroticals surely lay claim to sensory-deprived childhoods, vivid imaginations and/or extreme right-brain activity. The hobby-cum-fetish delivers alternative meaning to the term 'joy stick.' But every day delivers fresh insights and new discoveries about our world, and Crabby is rapturous with delight at learning them!
So here's a man who admits he's had 1,000 lovers of all shapes and sizes -- each made with steel, leather and vinyl.
"I'm a romantic,'' explains Edward Smith, 57, of somewhere in Washington state. "I write poetry about cars, I sing to them and talk to them just like a girlfriend. I know what's in my heart and I have no desire to change."
"I'm not sick,'' he adds, "and I don't want to hurt anyone, cars are just my preference." And, yes, there is a name for Mr. Smith's lust: mechaphilia. So little is known about it that not even Wikipedia has an entry on it!
So who are we to point an unpolished finger at Mr. Smith? Call him miscreant, deviant, depraved? Not Crabby! That would be insensitive. Interestingly, the comedy troupe The Kids In The Hall seems to knows a thing or two about car fucking.
As one metal-mad mechanic in TKITH says, "Why do you think God put a brain in man's head? So he could think about fucking cars!" When Crabby first saw this video, she felt really old. Not the men in drag, not the riff on menstrual cycles, not the cliched greasy mechanics provoked even one tiny twitter. NOW I GET IT (though still not laughing). Doesn't context mean everything in comedy?
"Mr. Smith" has lived with his secret long enough. Now he has finally found his support group to help him live with dignity.
Posted May 26, 2008
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