What's the name of the tupac song where he says "i don't wanna be yo man, i!
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What's the name of the tupac song where he says "i don't wanna be yo man, i wanna be yo *****"
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AP: Just as it would be incorrect for one to uniformly generalize poetry as expressions of love alongside descriptions of nature, with timely interjections of references to Greek mythology, it would be incorrect to characterize adult-entertainment as a monological or homogeneous enterprise in terms of its aesthetics, performers, and or consumers -- though people do that. Men and women come to invest in adult-entertainment films for a variety of reasons at various times in their lives; thus, correspondingly, there is a wide-range of modes and styles. Ultimately, though, its purpose is entertainment; sometimes it can really be fun; depending on the style, it can be aesthetically pleasing; and most often it's just plain functional, in that it provides a satisfying stimulatory-simulatory service, both for individuals and couples and, dare I say, groups. Those all seem like valid enough reasons for being, though I'm sure there are plenty more.
Help me out, because I don't see so well. Is that Roland Barthes over there? In a Dokken t-shirt?
Anyway, when you feed hardcore theory to a poet, what do you get?
Check it out:
No clean-cur air-brushed auto-shop pin-up;
It's dirt-box zoom-ins & spunk on a C-cup;
Puritans can preach & declare it obscene,
But I still love you my anal queen
So it is possible to be crude and adorable at the same time. This is Alessandro Porco's love-dedication to Jill Kelly, she of the gravity defying nipples and, perhaps, third in line to Jenna Jameson's coveted Porn Queen throne. While Kelly is his primary topic of choice, Porco's slim book features poems about everything modern man should know about, from rap stars ("The Real G") to tennis players ("Ode to Maria Sharapova"), Ben Affleck ("Good Will Hunting for Beaver") and the Bush Twins ("Menage a Bush Twins"). And while those titles might sound too cheeky for their own good, it's the casual and enormously sharp riffing of that modern man concept that shifts the book from casual smut to pointed gender study.