Thanks to HGH being the latest party drug, chemical residue left on pubic hair has massively increased the size of the common Pthirius Pubis

I did have a much better picture in mind from LOLGoths, except the damn thing seems to have disappeared from the face of the internet.

Anyway, the whole point of my post wasn’t to make fun of goth macros, but rather to point out a new site: inSPOT. A site where you can basically tell people, anonymously if you so chose, that you just managed to infect them with some horrible nasty that will devour their genitals and social life.

This was brought to my attention by Twist by way of an article on ArsTechnica.

Now, I’m thinking this is something that definitely needs top be opened up for the goth scene specifically. Think about it for just a minute. Who have you slept with from a club, that can’t be traced back to some of the DJs, who can then be traced back to almost anything that’s willing to suck (and that includes certain exotic fish)? I mean, not to cast aspersions on anyone, but it would be more than fair to say that about 1:3 people you will see on the dance floor have a condition that I like to call “Aductor Palsy”. I’ve heard of Bonobo monkies that get less sex than some of the people I see on a Saturday night.

Mmmm, feels like I'm back in New Zealand

Now don’t get me wrong. I love random sex with strangers. But what the hell happened to getting out some rubbers first? Or is it just that because they don’t come in black, and flavoured like cloves & absynthe (well, actually, the black ones are usually licorice flavoured, and absynthe is a pastis liqueur) they’re not trendy enough to use? I mean, it’s not like the Harry Potter fans & Graver’s don’t get off on the idea of a glowing wang

, and the Satanists & Wiccans can just get back to nature and use lamb intestines for what they were originally meant to be used for: Putting your cock in. (Ummm, what?!)

I’m wondering how hard it would be to get some black, licorice condoms out on the market specifically aimed at goths, with some name that seems straight out of Anne Rice… Ah well, if you see them floating around the clubs, you can thank me later.

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