What’s so shocking about the shock factor? How about there isn’t one anymore! I have a confession to make: It takes a lot to shock me nowadays.

After being bombarded by tons of pictures of guys’ two inch penises (yes, even the huge guys look like they’re two inches on an iphone or a Droid), and subjected to the most ridiculous Facebook messages that even a 13 year-old coming out of his first wet dream wouldn’t even think of writing, I have decided I have about a zero shock factor.

It’s funny to think there was a time when everyone was worried that MTV and all its “racy” videos would ruin everyone’s perception of sexuality — well, Facebook and sexting killed that one, didn’t they?

With one snap of a pic and a quick little send you’re suddenly intimate with a perfect stranger in as much time as it takes for you to click “open” or get a good signal.

So gone are the days of “less is more” and “enticement” and “the art of seduction.” Now it’s just hang out with your wang out, or jam out with your clam out, or the most obvious, rock out with your cock out.

It just seems like after we’re done doing all that hanging, jamming and rocking, most of us aren’t interested in keeping things on the down-low or going under cover anymore, which is where most of the fun really takes place — not on an iphone or a laptop!