Episode 66 – Partial Transcript
by Heath Enwright and Noah & Lucinda Lugeons
(Note: Transcript contains elements that were removed due to time constraints)
Warning: These guys use the F word like motherfuckers.
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It’s May 22nd,
And according to our sources: Tucan Sam leaps on the back of the wind.
I’m Noah Lugeons,
I’m Heath Enwright, and from the unofficial capital of the world, New York, New York…
And home of the world’s second largest kumquat, Podunk, Georgia, this is the Scathing Atheist.
On this week’s episode,
- Sudan decides to murder a hostage in response to “Draw Mohammed Day”;
- We’ll learn the dil-dos and dildon’ts of life in rural Georgia;
- And an autistic kid is back on the subway posters. Could this be the work of the Rain Man Maker?
But first, the diatribe.
So it’s Sunday afternoon and it’s gorgeous outside and I hadn’t settled on what to do this week’s diatribe about yet, so when I wandered out of the store and saw the little church group set up in the parking lot, I said, “what the hell?” and I mosied over. Three women and an old man, all wearing matching teal shirts with something about Jesus on the breast of them. And they had a little sign that said, “Do you have questions? Let us help you find the answer in Christ,” so technically, they were asking for it.
Cause I do have questions. I wasn’t going over there to fuck with them… or, more accurately, I wasn’t just going over there to fuck with them. I really do have questions. I didn’t grow up in a particularly religious household so there’s fundamental shit about the Christian doctrine that makes no sense to me at all.
So I smiled and said hi. And I told them in advance that I was an atheist. I even warned them that I wasn’t looking for a religion or anything, but I did have a lot of questions about the tenets of Christianity. And three of them smiled and the other lady went to get a Coke. And bifocal lady was really nice at first and she said, “We’ll answer you if we can.”
So I lead off with what I considered a softball. I asked them, “What does it mean that Jesus died for my sins?”
She launches into the whole original sin thing and tells me about how we’re all born with sin and we all fall short, but lucky for us god made the ultimate sacrifice and sent his only begotten son to die for us so that we could be redeemed.
And I agreed that yes, those were all words and all, but they didn’t really answer my question. And while we’re on the subject, how, exactly, is god making a sacrifice here? He lives in Heaven. When Jesus died, he ascended to god’s house. So… where’s the sacrifice? It’s like Jesus was active duty.
But she wasn’t quite tangled in her theological web yet so she kept weaving. See, Jesus was god and all the suffering he went through on the cross was actually god suffering. So not only did he have to let his kid go to camp for a really long time, but he also had to be brutally murdered. Ergo, ultimate suffering.
So I reminded her that murder doesn’t really count if you get to come back to life three days later so at best, he was brutally tortured. But even if we call it murder, it’s not like Jesus’s crucifixion makes the top billion of the worst suffering of all time, does it? If you gave me the choice between being crucified or dying of pancreatic cancer I’d bring my own nails. And I that’s even if I don’t get to rise again at the head of a zombie army after three days. So what’s so ultimate about Jesus’s suffering? Fuck, Caligula used to have people executed by having them cut a thousand times over several days. Nero used to crucify people and set them on fire. So Jesus’s suffering wasn’t even all that bad compared to what Romans were doing around that time.
And really, when you consider that he didn’t actually die, his suffering is basically on par with an elbow tattoo. I’d argue that Jesus suffered significantly less than, say, that dude in Iowa that had the hiccups for sixty years. And nobody goes around saying “Charles Osborne hiccuped for your sins” or anything.
And how does one guy suffering abdicate another guy from responsibilities for his sins? And just who set up all this “humanity redeeming” red tape that god had to navigate? And if the sins are preloaded software, what’s god so pissed about? Didn’t he write the software? Does this even make any sense to the people selling it?
But, of course, I never made it that far into my questions. At a certain point the old guy cut bifocal lady off and explained at a certain point you have to set your questions aside and just have faith. At which point I reminded them that their sign specifically asked for questions. And then he politely asked me to leave. And then he impolitely asked me to leave. And then he told me I was going to burn in hell if I didn’t change my evil ways.
So asked for one parting question, and he granted it. I said, “If you’re not allowed to ask these questions, how do you know you have the right religion.” He didn’t answer. But that’s okay… it was rhetorical anyway.
Joining me for headlines tonight is atheism’s most eligible bachelor, Heath Enwright. Heath, are you ready to woo the lovely ladies out there?
I’m just looking for a girl who appreciates both abortion jokes, and abortion (pause) the procedure … Not her, though. I mean, like … poor people, in general.
In our lead story tonight everyone who keeps saying there’s nothing wrong with Islam needs to shut the fuck up already. This story comes to us from a nation that’s been in a steady decline since the Canaanites were running the show, Sudan; where a recent court ruling sentenced a pregnant woman to death for the charge of switching allegiance to the wrong hypothetical celestial dictator.
What kind of sentence did the fetus get? … Besides “Lifetime Semi-Orphan”? While the court decides this stuff, we’ve got this cool “Schroedinger’s Pussy Cat” thing going on in her box.
Wow… a quantum abortion joke with multiple vaginal puns. That’s, like, eighteen points. Well played, sir. Anyway, Meriem Ibrahim was convicted of marrying a Christian man despite being preordained a Muslim at birth, but as a show of civility, they’re going to let her have the baby before they hang her… and in a show of barbarism, they’re also gonna flog her 100 times for fucking her husband first.
Ok good – I was wondering if they were going to address that. But if you believe she’s going to hell, you don’t give her floggings before a death sentence … That’s a reward, idiots!!!
When you see articles on this story a lot of them get hung up on whether she should really be considered a Muslim at all since she was raised by her single Christian mother, despite the state’s patriarchal system of religious affiliation. But I don’t want to discuss any of that because it detracts from the only thing that should matter about this story, which is that somebody’s going to die because Allah is as fragile as a fourteen year old when it comes to getting dumped.
Pregnant Sudanese woman sentenced to death for apostasy: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/05/15/sudan-woman-apostasy_n_5331117.html?utm_hp_ref=religion
And in “Montana has 2 Senators that are Democrats?” news … Yes it does, and unfortunately the state will continue having 2 such extremely powerful seats, despite Republican Steve Daines, and his sudden ascendance to landslide favorite status against incumbent John Walsh, after said challenger talked six people into voting for him at the Walmart. And if it was just the Republican thing, that would be fine … I’m a de facto racist too … But this guy is on record preaching for creationism in public schools.
And that’s the problem with letting Montana have senators. No offense, Montana, but the fucking Bronx doesn’t have two senators and they’ve got more humans than you.
Here’s what Daines had to say during a 2012 interview on Montana Public Radio: (quote) “I think we should […] teach students that there are evolutionary theories, there’s intelligent-design theories, and allow the students to make up their minds.” (end quote) … Evolution and Genesis aren’t two sides of an argument. One is a proven narrative of biology on Earth. The other is a very specific baseless claim about metaphysical origins of existence. It’s like comparing apples and oranges … to decide which one is better food for unicorns.
But it’s actually worse than that. It’s like deciding whether you should feed your kids apples or oranges… or unicorns.
Daines added, (quote) “Personally I’d like to teach my kids both sides of the equation there and let them come up to their own conclusion on it.” (end quote) … Now I’m not sure if he subscribes to “Math Theory”, but he just put two completely different things on either side of an equals sign, and wants kids to impossibly choose the better side, using historical calculus or something.
“And I’d also like to teach them about proper genital hygiene and teach them to bleach their dicks every night and let ‘em figure out for themselves…”
As I understand it, some of them eventually learn to clean up after they jerk off.
Montana still allowed to have Senators: http://www.patheos.com/blogs/friendlyatheist/2014/05/18/rep-steve-daines-possibly-the-next-senator-from-montana-supports-teaching-creationism-in-public-schools
And in “What about the eight commandments I didn’t break?” news tonight, a recent survey adds an exponent to Christian hypocrisy by demonstrating that, to a large extent, Christians are even full of shit about being full of shit. The study, cleverly titled “I Know What You Did Last Sunday” asked two groups of Americans about their church attendance; one through an online survey and the other over the phone. And as it turns out, the easier you make it to lie, the higher their self-reporting of church attendance rose.
So they’re also clearly lying about really believing in God. Or they do believe in God, but they’re so fucking stupid that a temperamental, omnipotent hell-banisher doesn’t scare them enough to tell the truth about stuff.
Of course, we’ve long known that religious people tend to exaggerate their piety on surveys, but these researchers found a clever way to demonstrate this fact. People are much better at lying when they don’t have to do it to a person. And the results are unmistakable: the online group reported regular church attendance almost 50% more than the phone survey.
This is just some anonymous survey … They don’t even have anything to gain by lying. They’re not even good at being bad Christians!!! If you’re gonna sin and let Jesus retroactively die for it, at least get some bang for your buck.
The survey broke the numbers down by denomination and it turned out that Catholics were slightly more full of shit than protestants, though to their credit, Catholic services are both more boring and more likely to end in anal rape, so who can blame them?
Study shows Americans lie about church attendance: http://www.patheos.com/blogs/friendlyatheist/2014/05/16/new-study-shows-that-americans-lie-about-how-often-they-really-go-to-church/
And in “Bring out your dead!” news, the Amish – and their refusal to follow basic personal and public health procedures – are behind a measles and mumps revival in Ohio. Considering the group appears to live in 14th-century Europe, plague isn’t far behind. Unvaccinated missionaries contracted the diseases while passing out “books to read while dying” in places like the Phillipines, which aren’t lucky enough to have entirely cured those yet, like we have here …
I know this is off subject and all… but how the fuck did Amish people they get to the Philippines? Did they caulk the wagons? Wire together half a port-o-potty, some sticks and an anthropomorphized volley ball? Anyway, you were saying… fully preventable outbreak of potentially fatal disease caused by intentionally antiquated doctrine?
Let’s put this particular instance of mass stupidity in perspective … According to the Center for Disease Control: (quote) “Before the measles vaccine became available in 1963, the virus infected about 500,000 Americans a year, causing 500 deaths and 48,000 hospitalizations.” (end quote) … Now that ‘half a million’ number is down to well under 300 cases per year. But it only works if people take the fucking panacea!!! Why is that hard to sell?
It’s like a genie asking if you’re sure you don’t want to go for more wishes. “No, I’m happy with thisy-here eight slice toaster and the new spark plugs for my ridin’ mower.”
I’m curious about one particular facet of this story … What do Amish missionaries do? What hermetically isolated aboriginal tribe is begging to learn the miracles of their fancy linkin’ log technology? … They’d show up, and have African kids teaching them how to use soap, and dial-up. Mormons should be visiting the Amish … teaching them to build modern reclusive inbred compounds.
Ohio measles outbreak blamed on Amish missionaries: http://www.religionnews.com/2014/05/14/ohio-measles-outbreak-tied-amish-missionaries/
And in “But who will feed the chupacabras?” news tonight, it appears the Vatican has already solved all its real problems and can now move on to addressing imaginary ones. Sources that have websites that look for real and shit report a sharp increase in the training and certification of Catholic exorcists. The Vatican explains that this is in response to an equivalent rise in demonic possessions. So despite the nonexistent nature of demonic possession and the ubiquitous knowledge of mental diseases, they’ve elected to stick to the throwing water and chanting school of human psychology.
And the Vatican also noted that “Impostor Exorcists” were becoming a big problem … “Bunch of charlatans who never completed the Vatican’s rigorous exorcism safety course. We’re trying to sell Sky Cake over here, and these assholes start popping up out of nowhere with unlicensed Sky Baklava!!! This is bullshit!!!”
The Vatican blames this rise in nonexistent things on another rise in nonexistent things called “the dark arts” that include a mixture of things that do and don’t exist, including black magic, Satanic sacrifices and Ouija boards. So, yes, according to one of the wealthiest and most influential institutions on earth, Milton Bradley is casting demons.
Good, this exorcist army should work out just fine. We’ll get a bunch of priests running around the woods at night, tackling groups of 10-year-olds, just about to spell a word with vector addition. What could go wrong?
Earlier in the year a Catholic exorcist explained the desperate need for more water throwing medicine-chanters by stating that he’d personally assisted in at least 160,000 exorcisms in his career, which basically means one every hour and twenty-eight minutes of his waking life. So apparently they get their understanding of math and neurology from the same century.
Vatican to churn out more exorcists due to rise in demonic possession: http://www.examiner.com/article/catholic-church-increases-exorcism-training-due-to-a-rise-of-demonic-possession
And from the “Secular Healing” file, Melissa Davenport – of Sandy Springs, Georgia – filed suit against the city for enforcing a church-state entanglement law that prohibits the purchase of sex toys without a medical prescription. In my script it says “(insert dildo … joke here)”, so I’ll let you handle that, while I go ahead and get the clock warmed up …
That would be easier if you hadn’t paused so long between dildo and joke. Hold on a second…
Davenport suffers from MS, and sex toys allow her to enjoy naked time despite nerve damage. Despite this obviously counting as an exception to their stupid rule, many Georgian lawmakers – still clinging to the very creepy “Vaginal Paternalism” doctrine – figure she probably just has Pre-MS … Their reasoning goes something like this: “Whether or not God decided to kill her axons and dendrites, and whether or not the clit’s real, he made her a woman, so he clearly didn’t intend for her to cum.”
Dude walks into a store going, “I need a ball gag… I brought a note from my dentist…” Cops breaking down doors… “Do you have a license for that showerhead, ma’am?” This fucking state… Where’s William Tecumseh Sherman when you need him?
I’m confused though … Do you need a doctor’s note to buy a banana, or several large grapes and a string??? … “I’m sorry ma’am, your insurance covers these gerkins, but the cucumbers are considered elective. I think you need to check your dill-dosage again.” … OK no segue needed … 30 seconds on the clock … “Ideas for the Medicinal Sex Shop” … GO!!!
Alright.., quick visit to the RXXX shop… I guess “Prickorette Phallic Cessation Device” is too easy, huh?
The oral fixation is the hardest part – cigarettes or pole, I assume … Ok, what about …
The Strap-Oncology Ward: “Our Ream-O-Therapy leads to Spray-diation, or your money back.”
How about some kind of blood pressure cuff (slash) penis pump… Engorged with blood-pressure cuff, I guess?
That’s what those things at Duane Reade are for. Makes a lot more sense. We’re getting off track. This is serious! Medical Dildo Store! Focus! … H2O-Face: Colon Hyrdrotherapy Kits
Pepcid AC/DC. It would be… I don’t know, like a lubicidal antacid or something.
The Happy Rear-Ending Personal Massager
How about something for ejaculatory incontinence? A French Trickler of some sort.
“Semi-Colon Tool Softener” … For that gay erection that lasts more than 4 hours.
Did you just say, “gay erection”? They have different erections? Those lucky bastards. Anyway, how about “Per-vert Devil Anal Hamster-Vacs”?
6 Million Dollar Manhood: Prosthetic Third Legs … Better, Longer, Slower
Golden shower curtains? They probably have a whole aisle for anti-piss-tamines.
The new analgesic anti-inflammatory suppository: “Benadryled in the Aspirin”
Yeah, but at KY Mart all the suppositories are ribbed. Um… Bausch and Come spermicidal eye drops.
“The Phallus Chalice Buyers Club” … And yes, that breaks the ice on AIDS jokes, in case you were being a gentleman.
Let’s face it, if I was gentleman I wouldn’t know about the spermicidal eye drops. How about Spermometer brand vibrating rectal thermometers?
The DVDAids Cocktail: By Magic Johnson & Johnson & Johnson & Johnson
Woman sues Georgia town over “Dildo by prescription only” law: http://www.rawstory.com/rs/2014/05/16/georgia-woman-sues-town-for-banning-sale-of-sex-toys-without-a-doctors-prescription/
And finally tonight, in “Patriarching Ropes of Jism” news, a seventeen year old attendee at a homeschool prom in Richmond, Virginia was kicked out of the dance last week because she was wearing a prom dress. The alleged immoderate temptress was told that her dress, while meeting the prom’s guidelines for length, was none the less giving some of the boys (quote) “impure thoughts”. The organizers said they’d explored some other methods of keeping the boys at the prom from having impure thoughts, including anesthetics and murdering them, but ultimately landed on kicking the hot chicks out.
Yeah it’s the dress that’s the problem … “That dress may go down to her ankles, but I’d still put my needle in her fabric.” … 17-year-old home-schooled boys could see a girl in sweatpants and t-shirt – covered in vomit – and they’ll be glad they aren’t in sweatpants too.
In a guest post on her sister’s blog titled “Fuck the Patriarchy”, Clare pointed out that if she’s being ogled by a bunch of grown men because her legs are showing, it should really be the responsibility of the grown men to get the fuck out. Fucking perverts. Look, I saw the pictures on her website. She’s underage. Two and a half months from now it would be perfectly okay to beat off of a video of her pissing on a midget, but until then, it’s perverse.
But if the person masturbating is under 17, and the midget is under 17 (do they live much longer than that anyway?), it should be all good … As important as it is for “audience building” to discuss the gray area related to the Legal Lolita Line … interrupt me whenever you- …
17 year old girl kicked out of home school prom for wearing a prom dress: http://thinkprogress.org/health/2014/05/13/3437464/teen-girl-prom-impure-thoughts/
And that’ll bring the headlines to a screeching halt for this week. Heath, thanks as always.
And when we come back, Lucinda will be here to make jokes about assplay.
In 2014 alone, god will murder 24,000 people with fully preventable bolts of lightning.
He’ll kill another 10,000 by causing the earth to tremble with his rage.
In the time it takes you to listen to this episode, he’ll have starved four hundred and thirty eight children to death.
…unless you listen to us on “fast”, in which case he save-killed only, like three fifty, but still …
In fact, this year alone, god will kill 350 Americans by drowning them in their own toilets.
…but most of them are toddlers, so it’s not actually that funny.
In fact, God is the number one, two, three and four killer in the world right now. And nobody’s fighting back.
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…and it must be pretty small if he’s that worried about us praising him all the time.
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Poem – Psalms
At first I was at a loss for what to do for the Psalms poem. I mean, there’s no story or anything to work with, so how was I gonna write a poem about a bunch of crappy poems? So I decided to go with sort of a meta-Psalm. I shot for one poem that would hit on all the major topics of the various Psalms, distilling the essence of 150 shitty poems into one that actually rhymes. So without further ado; Psalms… in rhyme.
Oh god, my god, dear god, you’re god; and a god to be adored
Your ways, Yahweh, I’d say that they; betray a gracious lord.
Just look at all the gifts you gift upon your loving flock;
You’re strong and wise and clever, and you’ve got a massive cock.
Your brilliance can’t be measured, by we mere mortal men;
So when you do stuff that seems dumb to us, we must not comprehend.
Your mercy is unmeasurable, except when you get pissed,
And woe to those who anger you, as you’ll fill their assholes with your fist.
Oh god, my god, dear god, you’re god; and a god to be revered.
You’re filled with clemency and love, and thus you should be feared.
So thank you god, for though you could, you haven’t struck me down.
You haven’t boiled or sauteed me, or let my children drown.
You could have ripped my eyeballs out, and filled my skull with bees.
You could have filled my face with boils, ‘til it looked like cottage cheese.
You could have lopped my testes off, with a rusty bastard sword,
You could have filled my throat with glass, but you didn’t. Thank you, lord!
Oh god, my god, dear god, you’re god, and a mighty god indeed,
So when my foes rise up against me, please make those fuckers bleed.
Please burn their homes to ashes, and rape their kids and wives,
And strike them with big anal warts, that itch throughout their lives.
Give them blistering urethras, then turn their piss to viscous slime;
And when the burning vesicles explode, please add a twist of lime.
Please smite them and their children, with some cancerous disease.
After all you’re so forgiving, so you’ll forgive yourself with ease.
Oh god, my god, dear god, you’re god, and god dammit, you’re the shit.
I don’t mean to be a fanboy, here; but you wrote the holy writ.
And in the book you wrote we learn, that you’re the best thing that exists.
And I think I see a tiny spot; of your ass that’s not been kissed.
So let me tell you once again about how impressed we are down here.
And we forgive you for the debacle of a world you’ve engineered.
Your great and good and wonderful, and to you, I tip my hat.
For though you are omniscient, you need me to tell you that.
“Run gather up the young ‘uns folks! It’s time for Lucinda Lugeons Bible Stories for Kids.”
Gather round boys and girls. Today we’re going to open up our bibles to Esther and learn about one of the bible’s lesser known sadistic bitches. Now, Esther was born into a Jewish family at a time when it wasn’t very fun to be a Jew… which is most of the time, historically speaking.
She was raised by her cousin, Mordecai, and looked forward to a life of dejected servitude until one day she got her big break. The king of the whole land of Persia decided that he wanted to have sex with her. So he took her for his harem.
Now, a harem is a big group of women that only the king was allowed to fuck. And every night the women would take turns riding the royal cock, sometimes two or three of them at a time. So Esther patiently waited her turn to wow the king with her sexual acrobatics. You see, boys and girls, all the harem girls knew how to work the shaft and some of them knew how to work the balls, but only Esther knew how to get the prostate involved.
So one night the king called for her, and she fucked him every way but sideways. And he was so impressed he made her the queen. He still kept all the harem girls and boned them on the side, but of all the women he was having sex with, she was his favorite.
And she was happy with this arrangement because it sucked less than being a slave, and she didn’t want to risk her new sugar daddy by telling him she was a Jew, so she didn’t.
But while she was teaching the king about joys of having his salad tossed, some other people were plotting against him. But luckily, Esther’s cousin Mordecai heard about the plot and warned the king, who then had all the people who were going to overthrow him brutally executed before throngs of jubilant masses.
And everybody was happy except for one brutish anti-semite named Haman. He was a very successful soldier and had a lot of money and a nice house, but he couldn’t enjoy any of it because he really, really hated Jews. So one day he hatched a plan to kill all the Jews and asked the king if it would be okay.
The king approved the Pogrom but asked if he could do it later. After all, if you’re going to massacre a populace, you should at least give them some warning. And when the Jews found out, they were really scared, so they got weapons and waited for Haman to attack.
But when Esther found out, she decided to do something about it, so she asked the king and Haman to have a banquet with her and they agreed. And while they were eating, Esther said to her husband, “You know how Haman wants to kill all the Jews?”
And he said, “Mm-hmm.”
And she said, “Well I’m a Jew, so that means he wants to kill me!”
And he said, “That’s funny… you don’t look Jewish.”
And she said, “That’s not the point. Either you have Haman killed or you can lick the syrup out of your own asshole.”
So the king had Haman killed and instead of recalling all the soldiers, he just let the Jews kill them. And a relatively high percentage of the people in the story lived happily ever after. The end.
Before we snub out the roach tonight, I wanted to recognize a few of the people who make are job easier every week. A lot of our listeners help out in the research department by sending us news items, suggesting diatribe subjects and tossing out ideas for skits and stuff. We always appreciate that and we thank everybody who does it, but there are three people who really go above and beyond, one of whom doesn’t like hearing her name on the podcast and the other two of whom are Paul and (at) WorkMX on Twitter, so to these three valiant and astute listeners, I sincerely thanks you for making my life that much easier.
Also, once more, a huge thanks goes out to all the people who continue to wish Lucinda a speedy recovery… and we also really appreciate the sudden influx of donations while she’s out of work. She’ll be back to work on June 2nd, so if you wanted to keep that influx of donations coming, we sure wouldn’t mind.
That’s all the blasphemy we’ve got for you tonight, but we’ll be back in 168 hours to do Proverbs, which can’t possibly be as bad as Psalms but no doubt still sucks. If you can’t wait that along, be sure to check out some bonus Scatheism on our Facebook page, our Twitter account and our YouTube channel… and yes, I’ll be posting an assload of backlogged stuff on YouTube in the next couple of weeks.
Of course I need to thank Heath for continuing to be an offensive bastard in an endearing way. I need to thank Lucinda for powering through the pain to make dick jokes with us tonight. And, of course, big thanks to Steve for this week’s Farnsworth Quote (slash) exploration of atheist podcast taglines. And believe it or not, he actually had more than that when he sent it, I just had to trim it down to fit into the intro. Anyway, thanks for that, and glad to be in the company of so many fine podcasters… as well as Carl from the Post Rapture Looting Podcast.
But most of all, I need to thank this week’s most valuable hominids, Peter, Ted, Ullrich, Dave, Danny, Donovan, Jonathan, Matt, Cat, David, Michael and Kenny. Peter, Ted and Ullrich, whose intellects make smartphones self-conscious; Dave, Danny and Donovan, who attract pussy faster than a pen-laser; Jonathan, Matt and Cat, whose cocks outrank Donald Sterling on the “World’s Biggest Dick” list; and David, Michael and Kenny, who are so sexy even their own pheromones want to fuck them.
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