I had a friend who used to say: even when you get bad pizza, it's still pizza!
Now you pretty much get pizza all the time and the phrase doesn't pack the same punch. For most, it's a downgrade to: When you get bad pizza, it's just bad.
The same friend once extrapolated the concept to sex: even when you have bad sex, it's still sex! The obvious question is: has sex gone the way of pizza, with ennui souring whatever positive morsels are to be had within a bad experience? Perhaps it's a gender thing. When a man has bad sex, hey, it's still sex! When a woman has bad sex, it's just bad.
Good christ. This introduction has gone on long enough.
Behold three images. Now then dear readers, you tell me. Do these fall in the "But It's Still Sex!"category or should they be relegated to the "It's Just Bad" department?
1. Behold their delicate flowers--emphasis on the hold.
2. What the illustrator in the 1968 Montgomery Ward ad department was really thinking or, "Burgers are on!"
3. There are situations when what you learned in Art Deconstruction 301 do not apply.
On a thinly related note, I once had a cupcake that sucked even though it was a cupcake. How tragic is that?
This post is done.
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