Poking around a bookshop in Paris last December, I came across a small handsome book. It was an unjacketed volume, bound in severe black cloth of the sort usually associated with spanking erotica. Picking it up, I found that it was actually more like a breviary, the title embossed in gold, the edges of the pages gilt, with a ribbon bookmark in ecclesiastical red; "La Base" is, in fact, a stylish little cookbook.
Hate that! Hate that so hard!
'bound in severe black cloth of the sort usually associated with spanking erotica.'
Another one who needs to be phased out or beaten with a sock loaded with D batteries until he screams for ever loving mercy.
Spanking erotica. I swear to God...
I did not know that there was an actual type of black cloth associated with spanking erotica. TMYK...
But I opened up the darn thing anyhow, just to make sure it WASN'T a stylish little cookbook.
POKER, ANYONE?
Hats off to the lady who's dropped her inhibitions
In favor of spanking new exhibitions.
