Items you claim to have seen on an imaginary girl you make up on New Year's Eve only be exposed as home alone, your heterosexuality revealed as a myth and finally their lost vision causes you to go into a gay/tranny posting fit in which your entire collection of Photoshopped "Jeff" glamour shots are revealed to the greater world.
The gum-drop titties are the last thing you imagine as you enter the hell of the Phlog-Box from which there is no return.
If I could only remember why we call it the Phlog-box ....
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