Sydney Leathers decided to chop up her meat curtains on camera. This is precisely why we need some kind of Logan's Run Carrousel to smoke these fame trolls at the ten to twelve minute mark of fame. I want those crystals in the palm blinking red before Dr. Neal Handel starts taking a little off the top on videotape. Sure, you've got to give some credit to Sydney Leathers; Sharon Obsourne could only lie about enduring such a painful procedures. It's hard to imagine having sex with either woman, but it's comforting to know that if I happen to hook up with Sydney, I won't spend hours poking around her folds like an old dude on the beach with a metal detector circling a lost watch. Fire up the chainsaw, daddy's trimming back the pine.
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