Porn Drinks

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Two things: thing 1) everyone commenting on my post earlier about my friend The Fashion Sensation’s determination to screw up her life agreed that people sliding headfirst down the Whoops Path are going to go on regardless of advice and the best thing one can do is to be supportive and prepared to help pick up  the pieces.  Got it.  Mainly because I was already pretty much convinced of that.  As I told the Sensation this afternoon “I’ll support you in whatever bad decision you make.”  What more can a girl ask for?

Thing 2) the consensus was unanimous for Santiago, so here he is again, looking all insouciant and stuff.

After lunch we wound up at the porn bar.  That’s not its name, but since I don’t know what that is, let’s stick with “the porn bar.”  The outstanding local porn company Kink.com  (their mission statement:  “We demystify and celebrate alternative sexualities by providing the most authentic kinky experiences.”  Well, duh.) which purchased and sort of renovated the enormous San Francisco Armoury as their studio headquarters and shooting site, also bought a shabby little bar across the street and has turned it into the sweetest and most stylish watering hole I’ve been to.  (Ed. note: subsequent research reveals its name is The Armoury Club.)If you plan on hanging out with a friend intent on messing up her life, I can’t recommend highly enough.

Dark, pretty, alabaster bar, and tasty, tasty drinks.

I like Kink’s work a lot.  Their sites include Butt Machine Boys, Divine Bitches, TS Pussy Hunters, Public Disgrace, and many others.  My fave is Bound Gods which gave us the classic Creepy Janitor series.  When the company bought the Armoury, which had been sitting mouldering away for decades, there was the expected outcry from the small minded sector of the public who took exception to movies about firm bodied young men being whipped while duct taped to a toilet.  Well, get you, that’s what I say.  Welcome to the sixties, mama.

Another day at work, right?

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  1. Living out here in the puritanical Sandlands, this all seems quite, quite unbelievable. We really can't get out of here soon enough…

    I forgot to weigh in for Team Santiago, so I'm happy to see that he nonetheless prevailed. Can't wait 'til he switches studios and shows up at the Armory…

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  2. I still have fond memories of The Eagle Tavern circa 2004, I went to spend a penny leaving Carmen at the bar talking to a Captain Birdseye lookalike, an hour later I emerged with managlypta all over my face I looked like a trifle. The Armoury sounds like the perfect den of iniquity I'm craving for.

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  3. Alas, the Eagle is no more; it closed a couple of years ago and then reopened as a straight bar (I think.) I'm sure there are people still in that bathroom who never even knew it was closed.

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