Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité…Sexe! That’s the name of the game when we celebrate Bastille Day on The Dr. Susan Block Show with the spirit of the French Revolution, French wine, French flags, French fries (though they’re really Belgian), French Can-Can (performed in the traditional manner, with no panties), French ballet (danced naked), French songs (sung during Sybian rides), French bread (used as dildos) and, of course, lots of French kissing and French sex, aided and abetted by very strong, very French, practically hallucinogenic Absente Absinthe (now made with real wormwood!). Even before the Absinthe, I attempt to open the show en français: Les Frères et les Soeurs, les Amants et les Pécheurs, les Artistes et les Exhibitionnistes, les Voyeurs et les Connaisseurs….Tout vous Enfants du Sexe, et nous sommes tous les Enfants du Sexe. Nous pouvons ou pouvoir ne pas être des Enfants de Dieu, mais nous sommes tous les Enfants du Sexe. Peux j’entendre ‘Amen’? Peux j’entendre ‘Awomen’? Joyeux Quatorze Juillet! Joyeux Jour Bastille! Ou comme nous disons dans l’anglais “Happy Bastille Day!” And then the coquettes and baguettes go frolicking through an American interpretation of a French adventure, against an enchanted backdrop of bleu, blanc et rouge erotic francophilia, whimsically designed by my deliciously twisted producer, Tasia Sutor, who looks like a cross between a can-can girl, a beret-clad artiste and a French pastry. Bastille Day commemorates the “storming of the Bastille” on the 14th of July, 1789, one of the opening shots of the French Revolution, in which old ideas about tradition, hierarchy, monarchy and religious authority were abruptly overthrown by the new Enlightenment principles of Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité. Though the “storming of the Bastille” has a sexy ring to it, the event itself was rather bloody, including a mob lynching of the Bastille Governor, followed over the years, by massive executions via the famous French guillotine. Here at the Speakeasy, we’d rather make love, not war. Instead of the guillotine, we just spank your bare bottom with a hard baguette. This show includes a tribute to one of our favorite show guests and friends, the wonderful, gorgeous, sexy and hilarious Holly Stevens, Queen of Clown Porn and Queen of Our Hearts, who succumbed to a particularly aggressive form of breast cancer at the age of 30. I don’t know if Holly had ever been to France, but I do know she lived by those Enlightened French principles: Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité…et Sexe, right up until the end.

Here in BonoboVille, we love to celebrate the sexy side of everyday holidays, from Valentine/Lupercalia to XXXmas, Bastille Day, Purim, St. Patrick’s Day, Cinco de Mayo, a Last Supper Seder hot enough to resurrect the messiah and a very memorable Masturbation Month Memorial Day Climax. So imagine our excitement as we discover “Tug-O-War Day”–the celebration of one of the oldest, most primal sports known to humankind: a contest of strength between two individuals or teams, over a rope or other oblong, tug-able item. Actually, it’s even older than humankind since bonobos and even dogs and cats play tug-o-war with branches, food or chewy toys. So what’s the sexy side of Tug-O-War? If anyone could figure that out, we could, and we did. Thus The Dr. Susan Block Show has become the first (and hopefully not the last) venue to hold a Kegel Muscle Tug-O-War. That’s right–instead of a rope, we use a long double-headed dildo (capped on both sides by Condomania condoms, of course), inserted into two different vaginas. Each participant squeezes her kegels, tugging the dildo in her own direction until the winner tugs the other end out of the loser. Just in case you don’t know a kegel from a bagel, the kegel or pubbococcygeus (PC) muscle found in both men and women, stretches from the pubic bone to the tail bone, supporting the pelvic organs, controlling urine flow and contractions during orgasm. As those of you who know me know, I’m a practically religious believer in keeping your kegels strong and sexy with regular PC muscle “squeeze and release” exercises. Strong kegels help women come more easily and help men control ejaculation. This Kegel Tug-O-War puts those muscles to the test!

Here in BonoboVille, we love to celebrate the sexy side of everyday holidays, from Valentine/Lupercalia to XXXmas, Bastille Day, Purim, St. Patrick’s Day, Cinco de Mayo, a Last Supper Seder hot enough to resurrect the messiah and a very memorable Masturbation Month Memorial Day Climax. So imagine our excitement as we discover “Tug-O-War Day”–the celebration of one of the oldest, most primal sports known to humankind: a contest of strength between two individuals or teams, over a rope or other oblong, tug-able item. Actually, it’s even older than humankind since bonobos and even dogs and cats play tug-o-war with branches, food or chewy toys. So what’s the sexy side of Tug-O-War? If anyone could figure that out, we could, and we did. Thus The Dr. Susan Block Show has become the first (and hopefully not the last) venue to hold a Kegel Muscle Tug-O-War. That’s right–instead of a rope, we use a long double-headed dildo (capped on both sides by Condomania condoms, of course), inserted into two different vaginas. Each participant squeezes her kegels, tugging the dildo in her own direction until the winner tugs the other end out of the loser. Just in case you don’t know a kegel from a bagel, the kegel or pubbococcygeus (PC) muscle found in both men and women, stretches from the pubic bone to the tail bone, supporting the pelvic organs, controlling urine flow and contractions during orgasm. As those of you who know me know, I’m a practically religious believer in keeping your kegels strong and sexy with regular PC muscle “squeeze and release” exercises. Strong kegels help women come more easily and help men control ejaculation. This Kegel Tug-O-War puts those muscles to the test!

Date: 07/14/2012 Free PGish Pix Page… X Pix and Video coming to DrSusanBlock.tv! Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité…Sexe! That’s the name of the game when we celebrate Bastille Day on The Dr. Susan Block Show with the spirit of the French Revolution, French wine, French flags, French fries (though they’re really Belgian), French Can-Can (performed in the traditional manner, with no panties), French ballet (danced naked), French songs (sung during Sybian rides), French bread (used as dildos) and, of course, lots of French kissing and French sex, aided and abetted by very strong, very French, practically hallucinogenic Absente Absinthe (now made with real wormwood!). Even before the Absinthe, I attempt to open the show en français: Les Frères et les Soeurs, les Amants et les Pécheurs, les Artistes et les Exhibitionnistes, les Voyeurs et les Connaisseurs….Tout vous Enfants du Sexe, et nous sommes tous les Enfants du Sexe. Nous pouvons ou pouvoir ne pas être des Enfants de Dieu, mais nous sommes tous les Enfants du Sexe. Peux j’entendre ‘Amen’? Peux j’entendre ‘Awomen’? Joyeux Quatorze Juillet! Joyeux Jour Bastille! Ou comme nous disons dans l’anglais “Happy Bastille Day!” And then the coquettes and baguettes go frolicking through an American interpretation of a French adventure, against an enchanted backdrop of bleu, blanc et rouge erotic francophilia, whimsically designed by my deliciously twisted producer, Tasia Sutor, who looks like a cross between a can-can girl, a beret-clad artiste and a French pastry. Bastille Day commemorates the “storming of the Bastille” on the 14th of July, 1789, one of the opening shots of the French Revolution, in which old ideas about tradition, hierarchy, monarchy and religious authority were abruptly overthrown by the new Enlightenment principles of Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité. Though the “storming of the Bastille” has a sexy ring to it, the event itself was rather bloody, including a mob lynching of the Bastille Governor, followed over the years, by massive executions via the famous French guillotine. Here at the Speakeasy, we’d rather make love, not war. Instead of the guillotine, we just spank your bare bottom with a hard baguette. This show includes a tribute to one of our favorite show guests and friends, the wonderful, gorgeous, sexy and hilarious Holly Stevens, Queen of Clown Porn and Queen of Our Hearts, who succumbed to a particularly aggressive form of breast cancer at the age of 30. I don’t know if Holly had ever been to France, but I do know she lived by those Enlightened French principles: Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité…et Sexe, right up until the end.