So I resubmitted the book for revision. Apparently I can’t be a complete maverick in my endeavor expand distribution to corrupt the maximum number minds. But it is what it is and mass social deviancy is the goal and it must be done. So we’ll play corporate America’s little games and play by their rules (for now) and see how far we can take this. I’m counting on my loyal army of hooligans and devil’s advocacy group to push it like crack. Sex Medals will survive!
So, I finally did it. I put some real work in and wrote the book. It only took a couple of weeks to vomit out my dementia on to the digital page with pixels and vectored images followed by, what I think to be, pithy commentary and such, but whatever. What counts is that it’s done and now that the easy part is over it’s time to push it like crack. So here’s the link to buy it. I hope you like, and if you don’t then thanks for the money!
Ah, sex. I can never get enough of it. I think about it, dream about it, I eat and breathe it. Seriously, there’s nothing more intoxicating than the smell of coital aftermath to stir up the sexual urges again. You might think that disgusting but sex has an allure that can’t be ignored. You well know it feels good and if you don’t stop waiting around and get to it. You’re missing out. If you insist on waiting though, I recommend pleasuring yourself as often as possible. Think of it as training. But that’s an article for another time.
Anyway, consider yourself warned. I’m depraved, maniacal, and charming : )
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