Welcome to CoryCam
This is not just some pointless, silly, and ego driven exercise in narcissism as most webcams are. No, this is Art.
Why?
Because. My Life is Art. With a Capital A. No. Really. It's true. It's true.
Most people set up webcams because they figure it's an easy way to make some money, get people to buy memberships, and get to see them prance about in their scanties, having lots of sex with people, and other things that people that have the time to sit for a webcam don't do. Oh, sure, they will put up some pretty poetry, and maybe have some fiction or bad drawings they have done, but for the most part, they are the internet equivalent of the person who runs through the shopping mall dressed in a clown outfit, carrying a torch and screaming, "Look at me, look at me!" That's not art. This, my dear, close, friends, is a cry for help of the most pathetic kind, and if you frequent those sites, you should be deeply, deeply, ashamed.
I have lost all respect for you. Now go sit in the corner and think about what you have done.
Where was I?
Oh. Yeah. Why my webcam is so much better.
I am an artist. Not because I draw, because I don't. Not because I paint, because I don't do that either, except for my deck, and then only in this color to annoy the neighbors.
No, I am an artist because I say that I am an artist, therefore whatever I declare to be art, is. I am living, breathing, drinking, and occasionally vomiting art. You would understand if you were just a little brighter, but that's OK. We can't all be artistic geniuses. Don't worry about it. Just sit back and relax. We control the vertical. We control the horizontal. We control the number of Cheetoes you are shoving in your pie hole, you lazy bastard.
Now. The important part. How to join.
You can go to the guest area, where CoryCam is updated every two minutes, or you can pay the low, low price of $52.76 a month (which, by some weird coincidence is the cost of my weekly tab at the liquor store that still remembers how to deliver. The rest are all lazy bastards who refuse to drop the stuff at the front door on their way home. Lousy Rat Bastards) to get super secret access to a spot where you can get updates every 2.785759567 seconds. OK, it was supposed to be every 15 seconds, but Cory mistyped the shutter speed because he's not all that bright either.
And go here if you are a member.
And go here if you want to go back to the main part of the page.
If you don’t want to go to any of those places, sod off, you bastard. I swear, some people just need to be pimp slapped as hard as possible.