Comfy. (Patreon)

Continuing my spree of getting as much content out as I possibly can in this brief window of respite before people start nagging me for the next Pleeb/Weeb episode again, I've penned yet another true story from my actual life, this time I'm giving you a smooth groove peak into my most personal and intimate of affairs. Basically it's a song about how I deserve to be worshipped as a fucking deity for somehow getting laid despite living in a subterranean Hellscape and sleeping on a slanted mattress hanging off a broken bedframe. I've broken hearts on broken beds and moved women to ecstasy in places where nightmares thrive. You don't become the Pussy Master by hanging out on 4chan putting meme text on pictures of animes, You do it by doing 500 cock pushups a day for a thousand years in the Hyperbolic Furnace Room. Emerging as a fucking God. A God of vaginal destruction ready to cleanse the world in the baptising flames of your own nuclear powered PASSIONATE DONG. PASSIONATE DONG. PASSIONATE DONG.