...something strange is happening.
Somewhere out there some girl is selling her 34B Lace Cleavage Club Clubbing Stripper Bra on eBay.
Somewhere out there, also on eBay, some demented taxidermist is selling stuffed frogs in a threesome position.
Worst of all, somewhere out there some lowly coffee grinder working at Starbucks for tuition money has to not only put up with the wrath of yuppies and cannibals hungry for a lo-cal semi-skimmed mocha orange frapacinno, but he (or possibly she) will also be forced to listen to this song (right click -> save target as).
This is the internet. This is the free world, where the laws aren't even finalized and priests can confidently tell you
that anal sex is ok in the eyes of God. Regular pornography is de rigeur, and the right click can you lead you to a wealth of strange sexual imagery:
hamster porn,
accidental condom inhilation and
bugs bunny humping chicks on a seesaw.
You may be a good lil Malay girl at home, but one click on the internet and your flashing your tits for all to see as your profile on
Adult Friend Finder describes you as a cum-hungry slut hoping to get into an orgy with your old standard five class and possibly the headmasters cat.
Click left. click right. Everything you could ever possibly want, there's sure to be somebody out there whose got it. This is beyond the Global Frequency. The agenda here is purely selfish. It's the age of information, and whilst your son in college may use that brand new iBook you bought him to look up term papers or download textbooks, the other 90% of his time spent on it is guaranteed to be non-academic.
Your son is whacking off to doctored pics of the Olsen twins dry humping an iguana. And your paying his bills.
Enjoi the new world, bitches.
