I realized I was getting left behind on the kink curve when I had to look up what "crush" videos were. So you can imagine my surprise when I saw Phoebe Rodriguez's site (via Metafilter):
Q: Does getting hit with pies turn you on?
A: Sometimes. When done right, the whole pieing experience can be very sensual and erotic.
If you're a pathetic square like myself, you've probably never heard of WAM ("wet and messy") videos, where girls like Phoebe are smeared in everything from traditional viscous substances like mud and oil to more culinary selections like pies and chocolate. If the Food Channel played bukkake, Phoebe would be their Sylvia Saint.
Except it doesn't look like Phoebe actually indulges in anything heavier than getting "gunged," as they call it. Some of the other WAM sites are more hardcore, but many look almost clean, in a matter of speaking. I suppose it appeals to guys working their way up to actual pornography. Or circus clowns.
Let's let Phoebe explain the phenomenon:
Seeing a woman, in hot clothes, get pelted by pies, or gunged or even wet is a rarity. It is not something that happens in everyday life (unless of course you are me!). I think it's the combination of food and the insinuation of sex that makes it attractive. I also think that it is the intimacy of seeing a woman in a completely vulnerable and humiliating situation. I enjoy playing the haughty, stuck-up princess type who truly deserves to be taken down a notch or two.
Somewhere, Andrea Dworkin's head is exploding.
If you prefer to watch the climax of "The Great Race" alone, or if you thought the best part of "Goldfinger" was when Shirley Eaton got her gold paint job, a cornucopia of delights awaits you.
And I have to admit to being a little intrigued by the dunk tank videos. Must be the carny in me.
Pete...you had to look up the definition of 'crush videos'?
Dude...your High Potentate of Perversity cred has been revoked.
You are dead to me.
In my defense, I was thrown off by the fact that Mickey Rooney was doing an anti-crush PSA. "Surely," I thought, "They're not airing a commercial on mainstream radio to get people to stop watching women in heels stomp on gerbils?" How wrong I was.
Crap. The mention of "crush videos" brought back one of those memories I've been trying to suppress for the last two years. Spike and Mike's Sick and Twisted Festival of Animation included one a couple of years ago -- which I don't understand at all, since it was an *animation* showcase, and this film, sadly, was not animated.
It involved a woman with bare feet and a bunch of earthworms. When I am old and dying and senile, I fear that the memory of that film will be the last thing I remember.
HWRNMNBSOL beat me to the punch on Ann-Margret and the origin of (one of the thousands of) my secret fetishes.
I'd point out to both of you baked bean pervs that Roger Daltrey did it first on the cover of "The Who Sell Out" in 1967.
I have only two words to say at this point, and they are 'Ann-Margret' and 'Tommy'. And 'baked beans'. Okay, I'm over my limit here.