Just because I feel like it... Blaise, they don't sell fat realdolls because they don't need to. You can go to damn near any bar on a Friday night and get your very own fat doll, complete with powerful oral suction.

I want to take a moment to talk about Sunday. No, I didn't find any smoking guns. What I think happened, I now don't think happened. It's an interesting thing when your memory swiss cheeses. So, my one asinine act for the week was a, well... hallucination. That's hysterical. It's actually a little more hysterical then I'd prefer it to be. I slept, I feel better.

Milk and surgical staples,

-G