13 years ago I walked into Chopsticks. There you were singing the most boring song in the world, Joe Jackson’s Steppin’ Out. Problem was, you sang it like an angel and sparked a decade plus masturbation fantasy starring you & me to a soundtrack by Joe. Now I love that song and have carpal tunnel. Thanks for the memories.
You Babe…
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Could you be any creepier?
Yeah, besides being creepy, that is a great tune.
Better to jerk than twerk.
Fappin’ ow-owt.
Finally we’re back to some classic I, Anonymous instead of this tired local-Portlander-hates-Californians bullshit.
If it were possible to reverse masturbate to something awful and disgusting, penises and vaginas all across the globe would be sucking up and reclaiming their respective fluids to your greasy word rape of a post. Maybe you’re only joking, but I would be hard pressed to find the punchline. I bet you have gone on a lot of date rapes. Spare us the sizzling hot details.