I'll never forget the episode of HBO's G-String Divas (great gogo bar, awesome Friday Happy Hour buffet, nice pool tables. RIP) where they filmed some schmuck in the couch dance tipping the whore to knee him in the junk, repeatedly. I think that was in pre-Viagra days, so I thought at the time "self loathing for a dick that don't work."
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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