I admit nothing. I confirm nothing. I deny nothing. My lawyer says I don't have to. Nyahhh.
Taking the 5th is a sure sign of guilt. I forgive you. But, I owe you one public disclosure of something you shared with me that was meant to be private so we're even. Just one, and then we're cool. No grudges.
It's about your little fetish. Not my thing, but I threw you a bone, didn't say anything when you sent me your reply to the "ART PHOTO", and only sent your reply to Eggs to use for the QOTW. Unfortunately, Eggs like you better than me, so helped you create that nostalgic soda pop cover story and alter the QOTW in your favor. Bros before hos is still alive, I guess.
"poop from cake's bottom will still taste good; and always remember to secure your trolling motor"
Now, I gotta run. First, because I have to be somewhere. And, secondly, because I'm a little afraid to read your reply to my unusually juvenile post.
Don't be mad!