So, I'm like having Thanksgiving in Deliverance. No shit. I have flown up from the civilization of San Francisco, straight into the warm spray of a deeper, darker teat for the soul that requires you live in the woods. This is cool here. Deej lives here with his mom, and there are a number of big-titted Bayou Women floating about, whom I will try to photograph for you later -- fingers crossed.
Meanwhile, here's Deej decked out in some appropriate pornographer trappings I brought as gifts.
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