I think I’m going to take a page out of Yelp’s playbook, an inverse Yelp, if you will. In exchange for not personally using and/or promoting their products or services, I’ll extort brands and businesses, celebrities and C-suites. Either you pay me, or I like you, publicly. You now have to pay me to delete my erotic seal of approval.
They say you can’t account for taste, but I sure can charge for it. Your move [current target of my paranoid delusions].
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The irony of these comments is making all the blood flow directly to my nether region. But that, of course, then introduces the whole chicken or the egg conundrum–a mystery which, incidentally, I also find incredibly stimulating, both intellectually and boner-wise. I mean, seriously, which one came first?! Uhp… It seems I did.
Excellent write-up
Oh, is that what this is called?