Post the Twenty-First

Today is the first post with a hyphenated number! Maybe that's significant? Anyway, it's Thursday, a.k.a. Haiku Day. Also Thanksgiving. But today on Life of a Pastry, I discuss weird porn.

Oh, Thomas

There's no stranger porn
than the one by Thomas Hobbes:
The Labiathan.

--Pastry

P.S.: Other ideas I had were J.S. Mill's Poontilitarianism and Plato's The Repubelic.

Post the Ninth

Hey everyone, thanks for your patience. Hopefully today's poem will make it all worthwhile, because today on Life of a Pastry, I talk about something every single adolescent male has worried about.

The Great Porn Mishap

So I was watching porn the other day
(as I am wont to do),
when I noticed that the lead actress
looked suspiciously like my mother.

After I zipped up my pants
and cleaned up the vomit,
I proceeded to watch the movie in full,
disgusted at the actions committed
by this woman who resembled the one that birthed me.

I still don't know if that woman was Mom,
but I know for a fact that none of those men were my Dad.
If one of them was Pops, I'd be pissed,
'cause I definitely didn't inherit
any of his more useful genes.

--Pastry