Dead is not sexy.Is it wrong to imagine having sex with a dead person? And I don’t mean that in the way you’re thinking. Do you ever watch an old movie, and begin to lust over the hot lead actor/actress? “Woah, that guy is hot! I’d definitely hit that!” Then you realize that this actor is now 90 years old, incontinent and senile. And your lust buzz dies a little. Or even worse, the actor is dead! He is now little more than a hot skeleton. Kinda takes the edge off it a bit.

Do you ever watch a stand-up comedy routine on TV, by a comedian who has since died? Do you feel a bit guilty when you laugh? The guy is funny, but he’s dead. He’s rotting away somewhere in a casket, yet there he is, cracking funnies and full of life. Your humour buzz dies a little. You feel mean for laughing at a dead guy.

Then the comedian makes a joke about… death. And it wouldn’t matter if it was the funniest joke in the world, all you can think is “Oh, it’s so ironic! He’s dead, and he’s joking about being dead, but now he is dead, and it’s so sad…” and you feel time slipping away and you realize the whole transient nature of the universe and that we are only here for a short time and you’re going to die and you wish you’d watched the news instead.

If the dead comedian was also hot, then you’re really in trouble.


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16 Responses to “Tiggy’s Thought for the Day – Dead Sexy”

I can think of a lot of hot dead guys. As long as I don’t have to actually see them dead, the dream continues!

I went through a couple years where I had a serious thing for Nelson Eddy, I mean serious, made more insane by the fact he died months before I was born.

Even now, I love to listen to the man sing.

So you’re saying I should ditch all those old Playboys I have? 🙂 NOW I really feel guilty.

All these chicks wanting to have sex with dead guys and I STILL can’t get laid.

Unbelievable.

Damnit, I will never be able to laugh at George Carlin again!

I used to have quite a thing for the now-dead-and-moldering James Mason. During his Lolita period, specifically. I had never thought about the weirdness of lusting after someone who is alive and vibrant on your TV screen but in reality is completely dead. So thanks for ruining James Mason for me.

Cat: Sadly, a dream is all they are now!

Stephanie: Died before you were born. No, that’s not creepy at all, honest. 😉

Unfinished: Next time you are studying your magazines at close range, just try and imagine what those lusty ladies look like now.

Moooog: A bit like art, isn’t it? It doesn’t matter if you starve to death when you’re alive, your paintings will make a bomb after you’ve dropped dead. Hmmm, not a very comforting thought.

Evil: The young George Carlin was hot. Gahhh, ruined it for myself now!

JD: James Mason is now very much a ruin himself.

“Then the comedian makes a joke about… death. And it wouldn’t matter if it was the funniest joke in the world, all you can think is “Oh, it’s so ironic! He’s dead,”

When I read this I immediately thought of George Carlin. He was famous for claiming God didn’t exist, and there was no heaven or hell and when you die, that was it.

Rumor has it that his last words were, God forgive me….

I woke up today feeling sort of chipper for once, and then for some strange reason I began to feel time slipping away. Then I realized the whole transient nature of the universe and that we are only here for a short time and that we’re all going to die. I still feel pretty chipper, though. Maybe that’s because in my mind, Ursula Andress is still pretty damn hot.

Ha, I’m guilty as well. I lust after those oldies, but how can I not? They exude charm and confidence and class that guys of my generation shirk off as uncool or unnecessary. Losers. What’s a little decomposition? Oh, wait, I just grossed myself out.

Well, golly, I was going to go work on my novel, but what if life is so short that I wouldn’t have finished it and I could have gone to the beach, instead? Well, now I’m just going sit here all day and wonder what I should be doing to make the best of the time I have left.

No biggie to me, I still think Jane Fonda was hot, and I don’t really care if she’s old and decrepid … Ok Ok it’s freakin disgusting, thanks a bunch. I’m going to go watch the Trailer Park Boys Countdown to Liquor Day trailer for the umpteenth time.

I was watching the film “Murder By Death” not long ago, and I began to realize pretty much everybody who starred in the film– and it was a big cast– is dead.

Peter Sellers, James Coco, Truman Capote, David Niven, Alec Guinness, Rosie the Bounty Papertowel lady (can’t recall the actress’ name), Eileen Brennan, Peter Falk…

Maggie Smith’s about the only one left!

I think Peter Falk is still alive.

Having spent most of my professional life around dead people, I have to tell you, they are not the least bit sexy.

Luckily, we have the videotapes.

I was so disappointed at the age of 9 to find out Robert Preston was about 100 years older than me. He was so cute in The Music Man! I grieved hard when he died.

PS Evil, it’s perfectly okay to watch Carlin. He would want it that way. Actually, he probably wouldn’t give a crap.

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