As Useful As Tits On A Corpse

What a great month for breast implant companies. You can’t buy this kind of marketing. But daddy, they will not only help me feel better about myself but if in case I get a quickie Vegas marriage to some violent Cannuck who bashes my head in, stabs me 75 times, rips my jaw bones out, […]

If our shit tasted more like cinnamon, would we eat more shit or less cinnamon? And would my girlfriend finally suck me off after I fucked her in the ass?