Porn To Be Wild
May, 1988
Normally, Brendan is mild-mannered, the soul of consideration. But when we rented some hard-core pornography, he became a monster. I stood with him in the video store, dead with embarrassment, while he went raging through the tapes and barking orders. "Hold this," he said, "and this, and this!" And pretty soon I was clutching a tower of filth. He narrowed the booty down to three tapes and made me go rent them. I had to say "Dickman and Throbbin" out loud to another...
