This review of the “soccer mom” porn, or whatever they’re calling it, Fifty Shades of Grey, is hilarious.
I really liked this part too:
I’m not even going to condemn it because I’ve seen better storytelling in an evening news segment about a raccoon who got a peanut butter jar stuck on his head in a Wendy’s parking lot. What I do take issue with is that an author is making money off of people who are too technologically illiterate to find GOOD porn out there and are getting stuck with this nonsense instead because it’s the one part of Computers they can’t just ask a nephew about.
I just laughed quite hard.