I fucking knew it…So I’m sleeping beside my beautiful wife on our Craftmatic adjustable bed with free TV offer, when I awake from a dream in a cold sweat and know immediately that I’m needed on here. What’s the dream you ask? Well, I won’t go into too much detail as it will undoubtedly shock and appall you, but it involves a young woman of fifteen and her auto-mechanic father using Pennzoil as a lubricant on his crooked piston... This is the life I live, haunted by visions and premonitions of children being used, abused and cast aside like a cock-ring under a pool table at a scummy bar. What in the fuck am I talking about again? Oh yeah, what I’m trying to get at is that this “Mom” character is obviously the victim of a vicious string of unwanted sexual attention as a minor (be it from a father, brother or even an early pioneer of perversion on the Masturbation Super-Highway, in the late 90’s Fuckin’ Al Gore, thanks a bunch) and as a result, she’s so starved for attention that she’s made all her painfully teenage sexual foibles into blog-fodder for a bunch of sick fucks to archive. Self-deprecating behavior is a tell-tale sign of sexual abuse and Chris Hansen and his internet connection is a tell-tale sign of your shit getting fucked up if you choose to get down with kids. So “Mom”, rather than LOL/OMG about your HPV and potential cervical cancer, I suggest you break the cycle of abuse, and seek a councilor to sort out the issues that have lead to this pathetic existence you call a life. Also in the spirit of the internet: post pics or GTFO, as we say on Dateline NBC. I’m Chris Hansen.
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