James Wolcott praises “the porn that can be the only source of solace on those lonely nights away from the aggravations of home.”
Obviously, this is why Vanity Fair pays him the big bucks: To tell us what he does in his spare time. But you probably suspected this, didn’t you?
Apologies to readers disturbed by the mental image of a sweaty Wolcott in his undershorts getting his jollies watching pay-per-view cable.
Honestly? I have a hard time believing this guy has a handshake firm enough to cause the requisite beat-off friction.
But who knows. Maybe he uses an appliance. And anyway, who am I to judge?
Exactly. The guy has to get his wollies somehow.
Wolcott has long been one of the ugliest sumbitches alive.
His physical appearance isn’t any great shakes either, but I’m hesitant to throw stones when I live in such a big fat glass house.
Wh… why, Mr McCain? Why…? :'(
I’m a little dim on the subject of how guys get off with porn, but, seriously — would he be wearing his undies?
How would that work? Not well, I’d imagine?
And, no, I didn’t need that image. I just had one of those – “that doesn’t make sense” moments.
Ugh. Now I need to buy a fresh supply of brain bleach.
OMG. I really didn’t need to know that, really…
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I can’t believe that James ever requires “solace on those lonely nights away from the aggravations of home.” A charmer like him?
Oh, wait… I just put on my specs. Never mind that first paragraph… 😀
Maybe it’s just that clip, but…ew? I mean, one’s afraid to scream, it might draw his attention….Let me just creep away quietly!
I’m just grateful Stacy left us the shorts. Leave it at that.
Heck, I’m disturbed by the thought of Wolcott fully clothed and writing for VF.
If James scratches his head, would that constitute jerking off? Because he kinda looks like a giant penis to me…
You just know he does that in his underwear… with a bottle of lotion nearby.
Penises (in my experience) are not usually that pasty, baggy, and jowly. If they are, I simply do not need to know.
“With a bottle of lotion nearby” has me shuddering with inexplicable horror!
I think of you.
There’s Michael Moore, and there’s “Falstaffian.” Learn to live and love the difference.
In a way, it’s a compliment to you that you don’t know… *g*
Rumor has it that Wolcott maintains a year’s supply of “Palm Balm” for a disaster.
Instead of food.
Mr. Wolcott needs to, er, embrace this rather weird wedding “tradition”.
IT PUTS THE LOTION ON ITS SKIN OR ELSE IT GETS THE HOSE AGAIN.
…next question?
He’s not skipping any food. Heck, he has TWO hands.
In fact, his most interesting article was on why you don’t eat Cheetos if you are planning on switching hands – I think that was the year Eugene Robinson won the Pulitzer just for writing about something else.
Feel free to edify yourself by browsing our tasteful selection of links to Amazon’s cornucopia of undershorts suitable for, ah, multiple purposes, IYKWIMAITYD.
IMHO I don’t think Wooly is even faintly aroused by pr0n … he probably uses a mirror.
hahaha elaine you are funny
Wolcott’s daily schedule: be a crank all day, then crank all night.
Egg-actly, Batman.
Just thank the Good Lord they weren’t 3-D specs!
Elaine!!!
We have common ground after all. 😉
nah, completely pantsless for easier access — does that look like the face of a man who wants to do anything more than absolutely necessary?
This one would scare the lambs into screaming.
MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEACH!!!!!!!
Every time I see Wolcott, I get the mental image of Droopy Dog.
That’s a bit hateful and unfair to the Droopster, don’t you think?
Yeah, I should be ashamed of myself. I’ll bet Droopy doesn’t even watch cable porn.
You can buy some here, McGehee.
Hotel porn is hideous. Meth addicts giving each other HIV. Dirty feet. Silicone bags.
When Smitty put the link up on Twitter, I laughed like Muttley. There might be mental images funnier and more disturbing than James Wolcott fapping, but I’m having trouble thinking of any right off.
Droopy Dog is WAAAAAY sexier
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Then don’t be peeping in through the hotel window. 😀