It's just not my thing I guess.
No matter how long I attend the School of the Art Institute of Chicago and absorb all of it's forward thinking I don't think I'll ever get over wanting to be wowed or wooed by art. I know it's not particularly 'advanced' or 'contemporary' of me... I know I'm kind of like your grandma in that regard, but I want to be attracted. And Richard Hawkins just doesn't do that for me.
Let me be frank. It's just too fucking crappy.
I don't give a good goddamn about your magazine cut outs of hot boy/men and whether or not it's about voyeurism, or celebrity, or the sex industry or whatever, cuz you know what Dick? I don't want to look at it anymore cuz it's just too fucking crappy. And I'm allowed to decide, and I'm allowed to not like you, and that's the end of it.
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