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If you're stuck in a relationship quandary, or if you're looking for sexual

harmony, while there's nothing you can't pass on the Saturdays muffcast.

Thanksgiving's over.

December starts tomorrow, day after tomorrow, which means we are officially in the least sexiest time of the year.

There's nothing sexy about the holiday season. So it's a word to everyone who's

sexting, taking pictures for their personal websites, for Adult Friend Finder, for dudes nude,

for Ashley Madison, wherever you're posting dirty pictures of yourself, please, for the love of fucking baby Jesus.

No dirty pictures in Santa hats.

No bent over on all four showing your asshole in front of the Christmas tree.

Take it.

And by it, I mean your asshole, your genitals, your twat, your tits, whatever.

Take it to a part of the house that you didn't decorate and pose there because then

those pictures will be of a longer shelf life than your, it's Christmas and I'm in a Santa

hat and here's my asshole and my tree and my stockings hung with care.

That juxtaposition and we see it a lot around the holidays,

that juxtaposition of your asshole and the celebration of the baby Jesus' birthday,

makes Bill O'Reilly cry, but it also makes me cry, so it's a wash.

There's nothing to be gained there.

And it's a turnoff, particularly to your Jewish friends who might want to fuck your ass,

but not at the cost of having to look at your living room in that condition.

So just like a word before we'll get to the calls or a lot of calls.

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