We start with you talking about waxing like it's a fucking art form, from snootch wax to bleeding nipples on live video. 

Then we dive into a clip of some chick surprising her boyfriend with no panties, but he's talking about fucking seafood instead. "Do you get sea food?" 

The conversation shifts to stanky cooch quicker than you can say "public restroom horror." And let's not forget the cum dumpster talk, where you're analyzing the scent like it's a fucking perfume ad.

Pineapple juice to make cum taste better? That's your scientific inquiry, turning sex into a fucking cocktail hour. You're sharing stories about teacher hookups at reunions like it's fucking gossip from hell, and then diving into age gaps with the enthusiasm of a fucking teenager.

But wait, there's more. You're out here like you're fucking Nostradamus, warning about AI that tells students to die. You want Rosie from the Jetsons, not this AI shit that's making humans obsolete.

Discussing gangbang records like they're Olympic events, you're painting a vivid picture of a line outside a hotel room. And wrapping up with concert plans like they're your fucking religion, even if you're broke as fuck.

Listen in. Go Deep.