So, in this Obsessive Pop Culture Disorder (above), I watched and rewatched a bunch of movie sex scenes, from the boner-chomping insanity of Bram Stoker's Dracula to the terrifying forced bestiality of Teen Wolf.
The only scene I wanted to include but didn't was from Nothing In Common, a Tom Hanks and Jackie Gleason movie from the '80s. I watched that movie when I was a kid, and I'm almost positive there's a scene where Tom Hanks and a woman fall in love that is undercut with two horses f*****g romantically. It's possible that I'm remembering that wrong, and if I AM wrong, I never want to know about it, so I refused to rewatch the movie, opting instead to hold onto my memory forever.
FUN BONUS FACT:
If your co-workers catch you watching a bunch of sex scenes at work over and over again, the following explanations will not work:
- "It's a virus, IT is working on it, but could you dim the lights in here, though?"
"Why am I watching porn at work? I could ask YOU the same thing." And then turn the computer around so now your boss is watching the porn. "Boom. That will be one promotion, please."