A large part of the weekend involved the invention of twee porn titles (e.g. barely eightween).
The story line, repeated across the genre, with minor variation by unimaginative twee porno directors, goes: a boy and girl, both wearing cardigans, meet. (perhaps he’s an effeminate poet and she’s a librarian).
They sit, mostly turned away from the camera, looking over a beautiful dandelion meadow (Belle & Sebastian is playing). The girl’s cardigan slides, ever so slightly, down her shoulder. The boy reaches out to take the girls hand in his own. They turn to face each other, and stare into each others eyes as the sun sinks below the horizon between them and they slowly get old together. THE END.
i once had a discussion with my friend about how a “twee booty call” works. our ideas were basically the same as yours, except we also mentioned innuendo about 7”s
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discussion with my friend about how...“twee booty call” works. our ideas were...
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boyhips said:
okay, this is a brilliant idea.
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