The Dirty Jersey Files
Another installment of The Exxxotica Expo has come and gone. On April 11-13, the largest touring band of adult industry movers and shakers descended upon Nucky Thompson’s home town of Atlantic City.
The closest I saw to a turf war, though, was an old drunk yelling at event staff because he wasn’t allowed behind the barricade during the Fanny Award red carpet without his VIP ticket. “Yeah look at you, what the fuck are you in charge of.”
The gentleman staff member yelled back “DEEZ NUTZ!” and the crowd laughed and the lush put his head down and shuffled off to the ticket window.
Back on track though. For three days, fine ass of both industry and civilian varieties filled the floor of Trump Taj Mahal’s Mark G. Etess Arena, along with the usual cast of spectators ranging from “Look at the memaw and pepaw checking out the glass butt plugs” to “I don’t think that dude has seen the sun since the Edison show last fall”, and a myriad of people in between.
They all come out to see their favorite stars, purchase wares in what has to be the largest sex-themed flea market ever, and some may even be inclined to take in a seminar.
The line up of Friday night seminars, Joana Angel’s Guide to Butt Sex and A Girl Guide To Picking The Perfect Sex Toy among them, coupled with the free admission for women, should be considered a public service. It really helps to obliterate the stigma that events like these get from the pearl clutchers and bible thumpers out there. Who knows how many relationships Exxxotica helped put a spark back in to…
Unfortunately for me, I can only be a part time pervert. Work caused me to miss the Friday festivities this year, and car problems kept me from arriving until late Saturday. When I came through the doors, this is what I walked into.
Good way to kick off an adventure. More to come in the next few days.