David: What’s fabulously meanspirited about this picture’s composition is how the photographer is forcing our attention onto his wreath collection and not so much on the model’s rearing ass. Our future porn star senses that he’s not the center of the spread — which explains his exasperated expression. You can hear him yelling back at the photographer: “Fuck the goddamned garland and show what’s important: My suffering for art — with this cockring ripping my ballsack off at the root!”
Beyond the chaotic menagerie of wall art (a stuffed fish anyone?), we’ve got the one defining element that turns this entire room into a genuine “happening” worthy of Lurid Digs. That luxurious faux mink bedspread, swelling like a wave that’s ready to crash through our monitor. Again the model is upstaged by the setting. He seems precariously placed on the shifty spread, an afterthought almost, easily tossed aside so the room might bloom bigger and brighter with all its festive splendor.
Hat tip to Wayne for this fabulous Christmas moment.
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My eye went first to that ripe white ass; nothing sets off a fine set of buns like a definitive set of tan lines. My carnal thoughts lingered a while on the ass fur and furry back before I even noticed the faux fur spread. Too busy looking at his danglers to notice the baubles on the deerhead. I am thinking Merry Ass-fucking Xmas! Cheers.
Wow what a room! Didn’t notice the guy at first, either. This reminds me of a holiday tune: On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: four creepy pictures, three homemade wreaths, two tiny mirrors and his butt with a silver cock ring! OK so one of the mirrors is really a hanging plate,I took artistic license! No animals were harmed in the making of these lyrics: it wouldn’t have been PC to mention Bambi’s mom, decorated for the holiday, looking down from the wall down at the bedspread, no doubt a distant relative. Happy holidays everyone! Jor
Ach!
What the hell is this? A fur-trimmed abattoir?
Now that I have gotten past “Dreaming of a White Man-Ass,” I have to ask, WHO loads this many Xmas decorations into his bedroom? Judging from the details of the room, could be in an NYC Upper West Side apartment, so our furry fellow’s 6 Jewish roommates could object to the Xmas decor in whatever public space they have and the 1 PETA roommate objects to the slaughtered wildlife trophies.
What is that square thing on the wall at the left? A clock? The “anti-proximate” hanging in relation to the mirrored sconce is either brilliance or total sloppiness. Only time will tell.
The hanging plate noted above looks like the missing Franciscanware “Wild Rose” plate that is missing from my Mom’s set of breakfast dishes. I hate it when tricks walk out with my stuff. Give it back!
A very happy Mary Kiss-My-Ass to all you guys at Nightcharm, for a wonderfully funny year of Lurid Digs. Keep ‘em coming. Cheers.
Didn’t think it was possible—but a deer head in the bedroom?
WHO could sleep with a Stuffed Deer head over their headboard? And he must be a tweaker if his sideburns are shaved up to his freakin’ temple. I’m guessing Michigan.
I guess the whole point of having a dark brown faux fur bed spread is to camo the skid marks.
those aren’t wreaths, they’re holiday toilet seat covers! lol
Ok, that is a Franciscan plate but its called “Apple Blossom”. And the fish isn’t stuffed, its a fake fish that moves and sings. How on earth do I know this crap?
This is bordering on art. The wreaths are mere symbols of the same holiday cheer that resides between his snow-white ass cheeks. I’m also getting a reading on balls set tightly against the head of a wild animal, and an inviting plane of soft fur which he, no doubt, blends in with when flipped over. This is a christmas card for the men of Manhunt.
Tofer,
I appreciate your correction on the Franciscanware pattern; your screen has better resolution than mine. So “Hot Snow Buns” can keep the plate and the stuffed fish.
The reason you know this stuff is because you are a deranged decorating fag like the rest of us reading this blog. Power to us to make the world a lovelier and more amusing place.
David K, I admire your penmanship endlessly!