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August 3, 2011

war on drugs. a lot of them.

Sometimes you are making love to the woman in your life and you feel the tip of yourself up against her cervix, which is the treasure chest inside the cave of fertility, and the dull thud is sending you over the edge into marshmallow ecstasy, and she says, “Easy baby”, and you realize they never should have given you a circumcision.

Imagine a 40% pay cut. That’d hurt, wouldn’t it? 40 percent of the good stuff off the end of your dick? No wonder you’re so rough. What are the social implications of desensitizing generations of men?

Study war. Drugs are rampart throughout each and every one of them. If it isn’t getting guys drunk before a cavalry charge, it’s turning a blind eye to herion in Vietnam, or meth for the pilots in Iraq.

War on drugs has a new meaning when you take an honest look at how we convince people to kill.

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