You have to laugh at just how self destructive the porn industry really is. Come on! Wake up, people. Grown men worrying about the size of another mans penis. Does that sound right? Jacking off to some nigger thug that these idiots watching this shit, wouldn’t like to be alone in a room with that nigger. The two faces of death, self esteem and coverups. You think that any of you are going have kids and raise a family? Nah you’re too worried about what white bitch is going to fuck the next nigger. Get a fucking life. The killer porn industry is full of death, disease, AIDS, murder, reckless living and abuse. No other industry kills more people. That’s a fact. Take a good look at these women. Tattoos, piercings, different colored hair, self esteem issues. The internet makes these girls heros when they’re nothing but a flash in the pan on their way to nowhere. Just like the people who watch this shit. I’m sure that one day the blogger Billy Watson will be found in a cold room hanging from a rope or overdose on some pills. That’s reality. Take a look outside the box. Your life sucks.

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I love my Readers.

Really, I do. You would think otherwise, just cause I haven’t shown up around here lately…but every once in a while the blogger Billy Watson needs a break, or else I just might hang myself…or swallow a bottle of Oxies.

I love it even more when my readers leave comments. It really adds to the blog. Great content, and never censored…unless some Foolio feels the need to expose one of the Porno Princess’s real name.

Love me or hate me. Kiss me or kill me. I post your comments every time!

Oh! The Holidays! Family fun. And the gifts: books and music, mostly. I got 6 pairs of underpants, too. They’re the clingy kind, mid-length brief, and they’re kinda tight, which means when my pants are down around my ankles, my average-sized wiener looks way bigger than it actually is.

Cause all I ever really worry about it the size of other mens’ penises, and how they compare to mine. And I know I’m one of the few men on the planet who worrys about penis size…that’s for sure. Well, me and the men caught up in my dirty, filthy bidness. No one else.

When I was a stockbroker, I watched a fellow broker OD on coke right after the market closed. Went to the bathroom to fuel up for afternoon cold calls, then sat down to start dialing, fell back in his chair, foamed up around the mouth, flopped around like a fish out of water, pissed his pants…and died.

From a previous post o’ mine:

Commercial Fishing: 129 deaths per 100,000 people employed in the industry and 61 injuries per 100,000 for 2008.

Collectors of Refuse and Recyclables – Garbage Collectors and Professional Recyclers. These jobs have increased in numbers and have become deadlier. With the increasing number of businesses, dwellings, and vehicles in America, drivers and material movers are at increased risk of traffic-related accidents and/or being some other way injured by their machinery. Drivers of trucks and other sorts of commercial vehicles are more at risk as greater numbers of vehicles are put onto the streets as populations grow.

I have yet to see someone perish on a porn set. Haven’t heard of it, either. I do know of two incidents where the Stunt Cocks’ penises exploded. I blogged about that recently, too, but I’m too lazy to find the post to hyperlink it.

I do have some ex-porno pals who have started families and are doing an excellent job of raising their kids; however, most people who get into porn aren’t really 9-to-5 I-Wanna-Have-A-Normal-Life kinda people.

Go figure.

(And here’s where I’d put on my sarcastic voice if we were talking to one another over a beer.) Take a look at the younger generation, would ya? It’s just killing me! Are they fucked up or what?! Tattoos! Piercings!! Different colored hair!!! The world is coming to an end, I’m tellin’ ya!!!!

All women have self-esteem issues — whether it be a Porno Princess or the Girl Who Just Rang Up Your Grocery Bill.

All men have self-esteem issues — some just hide it better than others. Depends on how much cash they got in the bank.

I have self-esteem issues. Ever since the girl I loved most ended it a long, long time ago, I’ve always had this little part of my brain that tells me — over and over — I’ll never find The Right One.

Weird, huh?

One thing I don’t have is guilt issues, even living the last 8 years (or so) as a Pornographer. I’ve said it once, I’ll say it over and over and over: porno is a vice, like booze, like liquor, like gambling. One of the legal vices that makes life worth living. I mean really — imagine having to actually rely on your GF or your wife for your sexual fulfillment.

I just hate it when Angry Guilt-Ridden Dude nuts after jacking to porn, then assumes a silly name, jumps on different internet blogs and discussion boards, and attacks my biz…or me…or the Porno Princess who helped him nut.

Makes me wanna hang myself sometimes.

Or take a bunch of pills.

In a cold room.