You ever had to visit an old, dying relative in a hospice? Laying there, moaning, not aware of their surroundings, no life in their eyes, just waiting to finally die. You stand in the room, good times forever tainted with these new memories, wishing that euthanasia was legal, so you could end the suffering. That is how I feel when I listen to the Stern Show anymore.
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Thinking of cracked-out and/or tweaking whores getting their throats and asses brutalized for the next hit makes me hard. --Rear Admiral