Simmer down. I did not just call you a Sonofawhoreson Bitch, though secretly I cannot wait for the next time someone pisses me off so I can say that. No, it's just that I wish I knew how to quit you.
I mean, seriously. There I go all we need to take some time apart, let's slow things down, it's not you it's me, but then I see videos like this and all I can do is think of you. After all, what fun are silicone breasts on a man techno dancing while chanting something in German/Russian/possibly Portuguese if we cannot share it together? So sit. Hold my hand. Let's sip this same soda from two straws. Tell me: what language is he speaking and the bigger quesion of WTF?