As you may have guessed, I have become quite an expert on the world of perverts (does that make me a “pervpert”? eeee tee hee hee heee, I love bastardly linguistic fusions).
As a self-proclaimed nympho listed very high on Google searches for assorted sexual terms and phrases (including “goat sex midget porn.” I THINK MIDGET PORN IS FUNNY, OKAY? IT COMES UP IN EVERY DAY CONVERSATION. Throw in the goat and a bag of Cheetos and that is one slammin’ Friday night alone on your couch with your hand down your pants (NOT in response to the goat midget porn (see the “Just Stoppin’ By” Pervert), but because that is your hand’s default resting position HEY DO NOT JUDGE ME. YOU ARE THE WEIRDOS GOOGLING “GOAT SEX MIDGET PORN.” Fucking weirdos, man, every last one of you)), many perverts cross my path. Many perverts are so dedicated to the cause that they throw themselves onto my path with promises of driving across the country* to meet me “for dinner”, flying me to their native country** (one of which I still can’t find in an atlas), and sending me photos of their naked hairy ass*** (see “The Hardcore Pervert” listed below).
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