Without the Sun, who else would pour two scoops of raisins into my cereal?
My understanding is that Marvin Gaye Jr. does that now that he's dead. After he's finished with the sexual healing, obviously.
To make a long story short, I don't take any responsibility for anything I post here. It's not news, it's not truth, it's not serious. It's parody. It's satire. It's bitter. It's angsty. Your mother's a whore. You like to jack off dogs. That's right, you heard me. You like to grab that dog by the bone and rub it like a ski pole. Your dad? Gay. Your priest? Straight. @#%^ off and let me post. It's not true, it's all in good fun. Now go away.