Growing up is tough, especially when you’ve gotta get rid of some slut’s corpse.  Yep, it’s an age old story, picking up a pro while visiting the big city on your birthday, things get crazy, she ends up dead, and you’re stuck with the cleanup.  Fate sure is funny sometimes, but that’s okay, your older brother is there to bail you out; this isn’t the first time that one of the Hardy Boys has had to take out the trash.

Naturally, these upper crust kids thoroughly cover their tracks.  They have even taken the precaution of framing their– (continue reading…)

…because some things just don’t belong buried in a cunt.  Case in point, Lollipop Lesbians: Disk 1.  From my understanding, refined sugar in a vagina is a big no no.  Boy, is this girl gonna be bashful explaining to her gynecologist why her pussy is so sick yet so delicious tasting.

I say leave food for the mouth and dick, and an assortment of non-food found items, for the snatch.  You’re not gonna get bacterial issues from a pool cue or from a bundle of drumsticks (assuming that they’re clean, of course).  Fuck, call me– (continue reading…)