Jokes aside: What in the sweet crispy fuck would get a man to make peace with the gunt, and also publicly admit to making peace with the gunt?
I suspect they're starting a 12 step fellowship -- Lolcows Anonymous.
Step 1. We admitted we were powerless over our stupidity and that our lives had become unmanageable.
Step 2. We came to believe that a big black cock could restore us to sanity.
Step 3. We made a decision to turn our wives over to the care of Drex, as we understand him.
Step 4. We ran as fast as we could from any kind of moral inventory of ourselves.
Step 5. We laughed in the face of God and denied ever being wrong.
Step 6. We totally deny the idea we have any defects of character.
Step 7. We humbly asked out paypigs to send us free money.
Step 8. We made a list of all the people we had scammed and hit them up again for a second round.
Step 9. We whine incessantly about all those we believe have harmed us. Especially that Josh fucking Moon.
Step 10. We refuse to take moral inventory because we're never fucking wrong. Even when we're wrong, we aren't wrong because people tried to tell us we were wrong in the wrong way.
Step 11. We completely abandoned God and sought to improve out contact with Satan as we understand him.
Step 12. After having a spiritual awakening as a result of these steps, we're going off to Hedonism to watch our wives get banged by a string of Rastafarian gigolos, eat magic mushrooms and smoke lambs bread ganga. Jah Rastafari!
Dem punani full but me hungry.