i'm really, really, really, really sorry i didn't post anything yesterday
Tummy problems, you know?
Maybe it's all for the best, because I was going to write about my sexual fetish for sadistic Iraqi-torturing Army grunt Lynndie England.
Plus—waa waa waa—I've been really busy lately, with my dick being pulled in a dozen different directions. Martin, I swear to the thunder gods that I'll have your thing for you later today. And all you other people, I'll have your things for you at some point after that.
For now, here's a PDF of two short things I did for Exotic a couple years back: The Herbal Date-Rape Drug and Priest Turns Confession Booth Into "Erotic Lingerie Modeling Booth for Boys." I have a bunch—maybe even a bunch and a half—of these old articles sitting around, so if you all behave, I'll toss up a new one every week.
