A Date with Rosie Palms/Quotes
"Moderation is masturbation
What is what and what makes me feel good
All these things I think about, I think about
Always come unglued"
—Stone Temple Pilots, "Unglued"
"I go up to my room, turn the stereo on,
shoot up some you in the you of some song.
I lie back just driftin' and play out these scenes
I ride on the rush, all the hopes, all the dreams."
—Spring Awakening, "My Junk"
"Savor this alone time, but do not whack too much. We need you to conserve your O2."—Starbuck, Battlestar Galactica
"Sneaking in the back door with dirty magazines / now your mother wants to know what are all those stains on your jeans."—Buzzcocks, "Orgasm Addict"
"There's one thing to be said about masturbation: you certainly don't have to look your best."—Michael, The Boys in the Band
"You choke the chicken before any big date don't you? Tell me you spank the monkey before any big date. Oh my God, he doesn't flog the dolphin before a big date. Are you crazy? That's like going out there with a loaded gun! Of course that's why you're nervous."
"Look at me, jerking off in the shower. This will be the high point of my day . . . it's all downhill from here"—Lester Burnham, American Beauty
"Well, if it isn't Casanova, the man who seduced himself."—Red, That '70s Show
Trinity: When are we going to find you a girlfriend?
Ghost: Like Augustine, I'm dedicated to a higher purpose.
Trinity: What's that?
Trinity: Is that why so many saints are blind?
Ghost: Celibacy is a hands-on job.
"...and in the words of the immortal Francois de la Brioskee, 'everybody bops'."—Cyndi Lauper, "She-Bop"
"Alright, listen closely. I'm not going to beat around the bush. Ha ha ha. Your little body's changing - it's all good, believe me. Problem now is... every time we jerk the gerkin, we get a lot of unwanted sticky white stuff everywhere, right? Right. So... First order of business - no more socks. They're expensive, gumming up the works plumbing-wise. Now you might be thinking to yourself, "But, Uncle Andy, what do I do with all that pearl jam if I can't spew it into Mr. Sock?" Glad you asked... You can have a lovely time tugging the tiger in the shower each morning - that eliminates the need for a goo glove. But, the day is long, masturbation's fun, so unless we want to take 4 or 5 showers every day, we're gonna need some other options. So let's start with the basics. Tissues. Perfectly acceptable backstop for all that Creamy Italian. They can be rough and dry on such soft, sensitive skin and it can stick to your dick head like a fuckin' band-aid - ouch. From there we move on to more lubricated flack-catchers - specificially, bananas. Step one: Peel the banana. Step two: Slip the peel over your Randy Johnson and start pitching. Now for extra credit, warm up the peel in the microwave. Not too hot! Serious yowza. Also, olive oil, moisturizer, honey, spit, butter, hair conditioner, and Vaseline can all be used for lube. In my opinion, the best lube... is lube. So save your allowance and invest in some soon. Alright, moving on - when you tug your Thomas on the toilet - ffft - shoot right into the bowl. In bed - soft t-shirt, perhaps a downy hand towel of your very own that you don't mind tossing after tossing. There's no such thing as polishing the raised scepter of love too much. It reduces stress, it enhances immune function. Also, practice makes perfect. So work on your control now, while you're a solo artist - you'll be playing some long, happy duets in the future. Ok - class dismissed."—Andy Botwin, Weeds
Steve: That's like tellin' a kid you're going to Disneyland and then droppin' him off at a McDonald's playground.
Dora: At least a ball pit is better than nothing.
Steve: Yeah, you've got a point. I'll be right back.
Marten: Goddamnit NOT IN MY BATHROOM!
Dora: There's lotion under the sink!
Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful
Pictures of Lily helped me sleep at night
Pictures of Lily solved my childhood problems
Pictures of Lily helped me feel alright
—The Who, "Pictures of Lily"
My Weena is lonely tonight.
She always cries when I turn off the light.
She's only happy when I'm holdin' her tight!
Oh my Weena...
Take a look at my Weena.
—Bowling For Soup, "My Weena"
"And when my hand touches myself
I can finally rest my head
and when they say 'take of his body'
I think I'll take from mine instead
—Tori Amos, "Icicle"
He's an asshole. All he does is sit in his room and jerk off. He's probably gone nearsighted.—Janet, Tithe
Richard: The Sistine Chapel is art. If they said anything they would have said "Blimey! Nice painting, Mr. Angelo. Now that's what I call art, and it's not porny at all!"
Eddie: It bloody well is dirty, you know. There's those three birds on the top of the third pillar from the left with the blue ribbon. Corr -- some of the things they're doing would make your nose bleed! There's a picture of it in that history of art book, where is it?
Richard: [Suddenly nervous] Oh, well, let's not bother with all that now Eddie, let's just have dinner...
Eddie: Here it is; in your study area. [He opens it] That's odd; it's fallen open at the exact page. [He opens it again] Extraordinary, it's done it again!
[He lets it fall open again, to the same page; Richard is by now very uncomfortable]
Richard: Yes, well, I've been studying that picture.
Eddie: Been, uh, 'studying' it quite a lot, have you? [Sotto voce] While you were alone in the house?
Richard: How dare you accuse me of masturbating.
Eddie: Who said anything about masturbating?
Richard: You did! Just then!
Eddie: I did not. I just said it's odd how it always falls open at that precise page.
Richard: Yes you did! And the reason you said that is because you know that's the picture I always look at when I'm having a wuh- [realizes what he's saying].
You got me sacked. And now, I have to yank meself off around the clock because I can't get any proper sex with girls!—Pat Mustard, Father Ted
I'm gonna sleep with you under my pillow once I'm done with you.—Faith, to a stake. Buffy: Chaos Bleeds.
The alchemy that sacrifices several hundred million lives to give birth to one moment of pleasure... It's the requiem like hell after the crows of all the worlds were killed!—Kyonko, "Tea of Sagittarius" doujin (Rokudena-shi)
If I have to walk in on my roommate one more time
Sitting with his hand upon his lap
Filling my computer screen with pictures dirty and obscene
It may be the last before I snap
If I have to walk in on my roommate one more time
Looking at me with those guilty eyes
Grabbing a blanket in one swift motion
(Not to mention my bottle of lotion)
I may have to say my last goodbyes
I would argue that masturbation is the human animal's most important adaptation. The very cornerstone of our technological civilization. Our hands evolved to grip tools, all right- including our own. You see, thinkers, inventors, and scientists are usually geeks, and geeks have a hard time getting laid than anyone. Without the built-in sexual release valve provided by masturbation, it's doubtful that early humans would have ever mastered the secrets of fire or discovered the wheel. And you can bet that Galileo, Newton, and Einstein never would have made their discoveries if they hadn't first be able to clear their heads by slapping the salami (or 'knocking a few protons off the old hydrogen atom'). The same goes for Marie Curie. Before she discovered radium, you can be certain she first discovered the little man in the canoe."—Anorak's Almanac 241:87, Ready Player One
I am as vain as I allow
I do my hair, I gloss my eyes
I touch myself all through the night
—Lady Gaga, "So Happy I Could Die"
"When I was twelve, I milked my eel into a pot of turtle stew. I flogged the one-eyed snake, I skinned my sausage, I made the bald man cry!
...into the turtle stew, which my sister ate. At least, I hope she did."
—Tyrion Lannister, Game of Thrones
"The occlusion. The burn-out. The nothingness. All of these are overcome by the overwhelming satisfaction I feel. This is why I just can't stop masturbating."—Kakeru Kurosawa, Onani Master Kurosawa (Chapter 3)