PolkOut.com's been dirty!

Oh so dirty.

There was no tasteful way of generating a schematic of what I was trying to described...so I opted not to.  I know what you're thinking, good taste, me of all people--when have I ever exhibited any sort of tact?  I guess the line has to be drawn somewhere, right?  Why not necrophilia?

People are too goddamn touchy on the subject of necrophilia, it seems, every time I allude to 'violating' corpses everybody starts looking down their noses like they've never fantasized about it.  Well la-dee-da, never realized I was in the company of royalty, people too good to stuff their naughty bits into a soggy chunk of rotting flesh.  It's not like corpses have feelings; you're not traumatizing them anymore than you've traumatized the floor of your local Arby's. 

There are some remote tribal groups that ritually fornicate with their dead.  Or there may as well be, I don't know, I wouldn't put it past them.  The presence of corpse-f!cking tribes, or the lack thereof, doesn't invalidate my point; to the contrary, it only serves to strengthen my argument.  There's an Amazonian clan that f!cks river dolphins.  I'd f!ck a river dolphin.

If you can't tell, I was a champion debater back in high school.

In other news...this update's a tad tardy.  On multiple levels.  But it's finals week, so f!ck you, buy my sh!t. 

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