I must do it. I must commit this sacrifice. it is out of my range of self-control. I must insert my fucking dick, my fucking penis, my bing bong ding dong, my male reproductive organ into this contraption whit the purpose of grinding consumables known as "blender", and I don't care about what others say, I don't care what anyone thinks or the way they will judge me. I'm doing it for love, we do foolish things in the heat of passion. yeah. I'm gonna do it, I don't care if it hurts, the blender, the tension, the feeling of my penis being blended into pieces is so fucking orgasmic, it's so fucking hot. I can not resist myselft, because i'm a foolish rat, lost on this maze that the wise call love. I'm blinded by love, and the consequences of my acctions won't matter if they are done for love. blender, I love you.

The physical glee Hank expresses with his hands fills me with enough seratonin to cure depression in at least 15 people.

"SANFOOORRRRD!!!!" "DEIIMOSSSS!!!!!" "HEEEELLLLPPP!!!!" "I PUT MY DICK IN THE FUCKING BLENDER!" "STOP LAUGHING I'M GOING TO DIE OF BLOOD LOSS"

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