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Joey likes what he likes!

Now, perhaps I have not made myself clear. Allow me to demonstrate. Go to your fridge. Take out a pound of butter. Put your hand on the butter. THAT is what Chloe's left ass cheek feels like. Notice how one globe-shaped cheek ying-yangs with the other, united only by the all-seeing brown eye and thin, yet resilient taint. It's beautiful, really. Go ahead. Stare into the abyss. Just don't get lost in it, you supermodel-cravers. Keep passing up the Angus burgers hoping to put your knife into a bacon-wrapped filet mignon. You can't afford it. You don't have reservations...but DAMN! it smells so good walking by that fancy restaurant. Better not eat that hamburger....at least I'm not fat.....I should go buy a belt though. I mean, these pants are falling off of me because I haven't eaten much. Yep...gonna wait for that filet mignon...and a porterhouse. I can finish both cuz I'm so damn hungry.




So you didn't like my music analogy and decided to use the food analogy instead, OK.

YOU are not just a consumer of the porn/food. YOU are a producer of the porn/food. I am the hungry consumer to whom you are selling your product. I ask you, the chef, to create a meal that is better than something I could have gotten for myself out of a dumpster. Your response is, "eat some of my shit so that when you find some fine dining provided by somebody else you will appreciate it more."

You know what? You are right, you crafty devil. People will rather eat bad food than starve to death, you win! Aren't you proud that you can serve shit and people will pay for it?

So back to my original music based question:

If you met a cook who was just as happy to eat a cockroach encrusted rancid fast food soy-burger as a perfectly prepared filet mignon, would you say that they really loved food, or would you say that they really didn't care much about food at all?
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