In a statement in previous court hearings, the woman’s sexual partner said they were ”going hard” when a light fitting was pulled from the wall and fell on her. She suffered wounds to her nose and mouth, as well as psychological injuries, and has faced a lengthy legal battle to receive a payout. Her claim was initially accepted by Comcare, but was revoked in 2010 and reviewed by the Administrative Appeals Tribunal, which found sexual activity was ”not an ordinary incident of an overnight stay like showering, sleeping, eating”.
It’s OK, Tumblr. Two hours and counting is a perfectly normal amount of time to process a minute-and-a-half video.
Because there are SO MANY people who watch every hand-crafted, artisanal frame of video on Tumblr.
Five Things I’ve Said Today
- Fucking doofus.
- Jesus Fucking Christ.
- Get the fuck outta here.
- Oh my fucking god.
- What the fuck is wrong with you?
They say if you hang out in this spot you can look up and watch people fuck. They fuck in the windows, the show-offs. It’s an accident of two things colliding, this fancy-pants hotel above and this pedestrian park below. It doesn’t matter, the truth of this rumor. What matters is the animation of high-society myths: the notion that the rich fuck differently than you and I, that they’re bored with the ordinary and that they must go to vile lengths to entertain themselves. That a couple, from this distance, is just a blur of rippling skin only adds intrigue to the divide.
Can you build this kind of scummy titillation into a design? I kind of doubt it. I kind of doubt that this hotel straddles this park so that a pixelation of fucks can occur.
But I’m more intrigued by the skateboard-friendly bench-ramps.
…and, speaking of The Wire, I urge you to watch this, the greatest scene ever written in the history of television.
Fuckin’ A, motherfucker. I watched the fuck outta this fucker.