Buttplugs and poppin' cherries? I can see you bruthas are in need of the Reverends services. Now children, I understand, the rock is wet and the ice is not yet formed, but have patience. You can find better things to do with yo' time than sodomizin' each other in cyberspace. Y'all are in need of my love, and I would like to offer it unto you. In case you're wonderin', no, I don't have nothin' on under this robe. Now pull up a piece of carpet and speak into the mic- don't worry, it won't bite ya. But it might spit on ya...don't worry, it wipes off.