A commonly used editing device in films is the smash cut. A smash is a technique where one scene abruptly cuts to another without transition, usually meant to startle the audience (thanks wiki, so eloquent). Smash cuts can be applied anywhere. For example, I’m watching figure skating by myself right now while finger blasting my B-hole. I have dank B-hole pleasuring skills by the way, and if this were a movie it would be perfect for some ill smash cutting. Say the movie is about this male figure skater I’m watching right now (he’s part of a male/female pair). NBC has just shown his wife and talked about her a little bit. If there was a movie about their lives. It would show the wife eating supper by herself. A single tear running down her cheek because she’s sad and alone. The scene would then smash cut to the male figure skating husband exercising his well seasoned power bottoming skills. In other words, a smash cut to him getting B-hole fucked. It would probably be called “I Married a Homo.”
So anyways, here is a picture that Glads took from the other night. I don’t have a picture of the passed out victim pre being douched by a mountain of furniture, So I just have a picture of Lobster Dog that I stole from filmdrunk. Smash cut to a passed out asshole imprisoned under a lawn chair, a gaming chair, a recliner, and two doors. I realize this is less effective in picture form, but if you don’t like it go luge in Vancouver or something.
In summary, smash cuts are tone and luging is dangerous.


