I look at pornography on the internet sometimes.
Not gonna lie.
There are certain sites that haven't been corrupted quite yet by fake breasts, massive dudes with tribal tattoos criss-crossing their glazed, chisled bodies, and everyone spitting on each other.
"Porno is debasing and disgusting."
Bullshit.
Porno of the past ten years is debasing and disgusting.
And is, ironically, now on TV.
H'anyway.
I noticed on Easter Sunday that a lot of pornography sites that I frequent didn't have daily updates.
Because it was Easter Sunday.
And if you're keen on Jesus, or just a part of the white-collared working force, that means a holiday.
Later that day I picked up some McDonald's, since I'm back on the wagon.
And I mused to myself in the drive-thru that porno dealers got Easter Sunday off, and McDonald's employees didn't.
Is there irony in that? Or is it just me?
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