October 18, 2009
I Just Uploaded What Gets Me Hot: What Gets Me Hot! Movie Trailer and Video - Watch What Gets Me Hot! @mrjyn @nichopoulouzo #hot @whatgetsmehot
Check up in my Dailymotion Box above this post to watch Traci Lords in her debut appearance of the Namesake for this Blog: What Gets Me Hot!
What Gets Me Hot: What Gets Me Hot! Movie Trailer and Video - Watch What Gets Me Hot! @mrjyn @nichopoulouzo #hot @whatgetsmehot
what gets me hot
What Gets Me Hot: What Gets Me Hot! Movie Trailer and Video - Watch What Gets Me Hot! @mrjyn @nichopoulouzo #hot @whatgetsmehot
what gets me hot
Hi - Esther Joy has a crush on me...in Nigeria!
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I know very well that you might have gotten so many mails from other peoples who probably wish to be your friend,so if you are pleased to write me back,I will also like to know you well and if you are interested to respond to this my message,I will get back to you in my next mail with some pictures of mine and tell you about my person,but I must first confirm that you are a very sincere and serious person before I can send you my pictures because I do not want to send my pictures to a person that is not a very serious person,I hope you will understand me very clear,
I am eagerly waiting for your mail so we can get to know each other better if only you are very serious and interested to write me back,
Please do not ever respond back to me if you are not a very sincere and serious person,
Thanks and Keep Smiling,Esther.
wanted: "what gets me hot"
wanted: "what gets me hot"wanted: "what gets me hot"
Date: 2009-10-01, 9:30PM EDT
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Not really interested in the whole movie, just the Dorothy Onan scenes.
Life after porn - Extras - The Independent
Life after porn - Extras - The IndependentTraci Lords
Traci Lords supposedly named herself after Katharine Hepburn's character Tracy Lord from the classic rom-com The Philadelphia Story, but her own film debut was rather less auspicious. She became famous (make that infamous) for appearing in porn films and Penthouse magazine when aged just 16. Her first film, made in 1984, was called What Gets Me Hot! After her arrest for making adult fare while under age, Lords moved into the mainstream, appearing in films such as Blade, and television series such as MacGyver, Will & Grace and Melrose Place. She even sang for the Manic Street Preachers on their 1992 single "Little Baby Nothing".
Sharon Mitchell
Sharon Mitchell, formerly a famed lesbian porn performer, is now the director of the Adult Industry Medical Health Care Foundation, which she established in 1998. She appeared in more than 2,000 movies in the 1970s and 1980s, but her career took a dark turn when she became addicted to heroin, a habit she shook off in the 1990s. In 1996, she was brutally raped by a "fan" and left the porn industry. She founded her health organisation for adult film performers after acquiring a PhD in human sexuality from the Institute for Advanced Study of Human Sexuality in swinging San Francisco.
Linda Lovelace
Linda Lovelace (real name Susan Boreman) ended her life as an anti-porn campaigner. She starred in Deep Throat, the 1972 film which involved her engaging in sexual practices she later claimed were performed under duress. Indeed, she said her husband (and pimp), Chuck Traynor, regularly threatened her with a gun. After publishing her autobiography, Ordeal, in 1980, Boreman joined the feminist anti-pornography movement. She died following a car accident in 2002.
Dialogue: What gets me hot under the collar - National - NZ Herald News
Dialogue: What gets me hot under the collar - National - NZ Herald NewsDialogue: What gets me hot under the collar
4:56AM Friday Feb 23, 2001
"Why?" I said. "Why?"
He looked at me as though I was single-celled. To be fair to him, he was only the waiter, an underling hired to do the bidding of the boss. But the boss was away hitting his profits round a golf course.
It was not the first time I have fired the question. I have fired it in perhaps 20 restaurants over the years with varying degrees of wonder and vehemence. I have fired it so often because I have never received a credible answer. It is the question of the lone giant pepper mill.
I like restaurants. I didn't go into one until I was 16 and I've barely been out of them since. Food doesn't interest me hugely but not cooking does, and so does not washing up. And so does talking to people I like on neutral territory with a little grove of unplugged bottles to ease the gears of conversation.
For the non-cooking, non-washing-up reasons, all restaurants are good. But some are better. The best of the lot serve large quantities of recognisable food. The furniture is various, the plates and the prices are of human proportion and there's only one cook. And that cook is a woman.
The waiter tells you neither his name nor that he is going to look after you for the evening. He does not have a ponytail and he does not tell jokes. He does not lie in ambush at the door like a pottle of lard. He does not simper after coats and jackets, nor does he address the customer in the third person conditional tense - "Would sir care to ... ?" - because this sir wouldn't.
The good waiter is one you immediately forget. He does not forget you. He appears by telepathy the instant you need him and at all other times he is somewhere else doing what he's paid to do, which is waiting. If at the end of an evening I haven't noticed the waiter, I tip him fatly.
As soon as you enter a restaurant, order a beer. The variety of beer doesn't matter because there are only two - brown and yellow - and they taste the same. The beer's a snout-wetter. Its purpose is to get you through the barren rigmarole of menu and wine list.
Of all the restaurant flummeries, the wine list wins the prize. But its florid prose goes unread. Wine is sold only by colour and price. Colour is easy. White is for lunch, red for dinner and rose for the pretentious who pretend they like it. Price is just as easy. The dearest wines on the list are there only for entertainment. They shape the reader's mouth into a gasp. The cheapest are there as ballast.
It would be more honest and practical if wines were not named but numbered. If, say, five wines were available, No 1 would be the comically expensive one and No 5 would be the cheapo. And everyone would order number No 4.
Then the menu. I have written before about the vaunting absurdity of menus but it hasn't done any good. Tiny meals continue to be described in monstrous paragraphs. Drizzling goes on, as does grain-feeding, vine-ripening and no end of nestling. But in the end the are-we-having-starters debate has been delicately raised and settled, the wine's been unplugged, some food has landed, minds are beginning to mesh and all is set to fulfil the purpose of restaurants, which is to increase the sum of human happiness.
Enter, with waiter attached, the lone giant pepper mill. And driven by fury, puzzlement and impotence I fire my unanswerable question: Why?
Why can I not be trusted to pepper my own food? Why can pepper not be treated as salt? Why is the pepper mill so vast? Why in Italian restaurants, in particular, is it the size of a totem pole, except in Italian restaurants which happen to be in Italy? Why is the waiter allowed to judge the size and location of the shower of pepper on my plate? The answers I have received have been risible. I have been told that that's how it's done these days. I have been told with staggering redundancy that it is because some customers don't like pepper. I have even been told that it is a way for the waiter to bond with his customers. I left that restaurant unfed.
So when I fired the question last night I did so without hope. I was merely venting my fist-clenching exasperation. But then, last night, at long long last, I met with honesty and sense.
"Why," I said, "can you not just leave pepper mills on each table?"
"Because," said the waiter, "the punters nick them."
The tip I left him was a metaphorical kiss.
What Gets Me Hot! - Wikipédia
What Gets Me Hot! - WikipédiaWhat Gets Me Hot!
Un article de Wikipédia, l'encyclopédie libre.
What Gets Me Hot! Réalisation Richard Mailer Scénario Richard Mailer Production Island Home Video Durée 79 minutes Sortie 1984 Note: Cet article est basé sur la version anglaise de Wikipédia.
What Gets Me Hot! est le titre d'un film pornographique américain avec Bunny Bleu, Susan Hart, Dorothy Onan, Marc Wallice, Sean Alexander, Tom Byron, Greg Rome, Herschel Savage (aka Hershel Savage), Maria Kay, Helga Sven, Leslie Thane, et Traci Lords. Il a été écrit et réalisé par Richard Mailer.
Traci Lords tient le rôle principal, c'est son premier film pornographique. Elle avait seulement 16 ans lors du tournage, ce qui explique que ce film est considéré comme illégal dans certains pays notamment les États-Unis, où l'âge légal pour figurer dans un film pornographique est de 18 ans. Cependant, il doit être précisé que les créateurs du film ignoraient l'âge de Traci Lords. C'est en 1986 que le FBI découvre que Traci Lords a tourné la plupart de ses films alors qu'elle était mineure. De fait, tous ces films ont été retirés de la vente aux États-Unis.
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