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I Am M1ke's Dick
by M1KE HUNT
mrm1ke@aol.com
Section B:
* * *
interoffice e-mail to Sally Wiggins:
Just got off the phone with M1KE HUNT. And I thought *I* was a beginner.
Lori
* * *
to: loriwalker@juno.com
from: mrm1ke@aol.com
Dear Lori:
Hi there, it's me again. You've been kind of hard to get hold of lately,
and I haven't been able to get either Harry or Sally on the phone for
the past two months. I guess they travel A LOT!
Say, I've had a real problem here. My computer crashed and wiped out
my hard drive and most everything on it. I have some of my early
correspondence from a few months ago on a back-up disk, but I've lost
everything from the last 60 days. You wouldn't happen to have a copy of any
of it would you?
Obviously especially important is the script I sent you about two weeks
ago. That's gone too, and I'm not sure if I can recreate it from memory.
I'll do my best if you don't have it, but what-a-pain. I guess I should
have been a little more diligent about doing back-ups, but I wasn't.
Live and learn.
Hey, help me out here, would you?
Thanks.
M1KE
* * *
to: mrm1ke@aol.com
from: loriwalker@juno.com
M1KE:
Sorry to tell you but I don't have the script around anywhere. You only
sent one copy on paper, and I can't seem to find it anywhere in my file.
How about if you drop back to that other idea I suggested? Just hire
one guy with a video camera, and one sound-guy to roll audio, and put
it together "after the fact." After all, that's sort of how the folks
in the TV newsrooms do it.
Anyway, we start production on Tuesday, so I don't know that you have
much choice.
Lori
* * *
interoffice e-mail to Sally Wiggins:
Just got an e-mail from M1KE HUNT. I know you said not to bother you,
but he's blown up his computer and lost his script. I suggested he hire
a camera guy and audio and just roll tape.
God knows what that would accomplish, but at least it would be pretty
cheap.
Lori
* * *
interoffice e-mail to Lori Walker
I kicked your note up to John, who had a conversation with the PBS guy.
Seems like we're to do whatever it takes to keep this schmuck around.
Budget's tight. Make it as cheap as you can. Chances are we won't use
the damn stuff anyway, but don't tell him that.
Sally
* * *
to: mrm1ke@aol.com
from: loriwalker@juno.com
Just got approval for one videographer and one audio guy. I think that's
our best shot now. I'll hire them, and see you Tuesday.
Lori
* * *
to: loriwalker@juno.com
from: mrm1ke@aol.com
OK. Thanks. Very disappointing, though. I had some good ideas in that
script. I especially liked the pinhole camera in the vagina idea. Ah
well.
M1KE
* * *
memo to: Tom Wilcox and Wilfred Barleff c/o Jangles Productions
OK, I've gotten approval for your day rate for 3 days, Tuesday through
Thursday.
You'll be shooting a verite style documentary of us doing our real-life
documentary. I'd suggest you just stock up on tape and roll as much as
you can. For audio, try to keep the thing running 100% of the time; we
can always cover some portions with B-roll if we don't have the video
at that moment.
For the video, Tom, you should also try to roll as much as you can.
Hey, it's only tape, right? We're rolling film in the big cameras, so
the lighting might not be just what you want for video, but do the best
you can. Sorry. Remember to stay out of the way of the "big" production.
See you Tuesday. Your paychecks will be available Friday from Lynda
in Accounts Payable. You can also submit receipts for the tape and other
casual expenses you may have.
Lori
* * *
{transcribed from audio tape}
"Does anybody know where the goddamn stud is?"
[breathless] "Oh shit, I just got a call from the service. He's not
coming. Had a car accident or something last night and has some lacerations."
[explosive] "FUCK! You're shitting me! We've got crews here, lighting
directors, producers, catered lunch. What the fuck. WHAT THE FUCK!"
"Hey, I'm just the messenger, OK?"
"Yeah, sorry Lori. FUCK! ... FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"
[silence]
"OK, how about you get on the phone pronto and call some escort services
and see if you can dredge up a guy. Try to find somebody decent looking.
FUCK!"
"OK. Right on it."
\ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ /
"Nothing. The escort services all deal with girls. Nobody calls for
guys. They don't even have any suggestions."
"FUCK! DOUBLE FUCK! This is 10 grand, easy, pissed away. TRIPLE FUCK!"
"OK, everybody, listen up. I think we're going to wrap for the day.
We'll get it all straightened out I FUCKING HOPE by tomorrow. Call back
around 4:00 to see if there's a shoot tomorrow..."
"Excuse me, may I interrupt?"
"Huh. You have something to add? Who the fuck are you?"
"M1KE HUNT"
"Oh brother. I mean, uh, sorry. Just frustrated. Sure, go ahead champ.
What 'cha got?"
"Well, you could just do the close-up shots today, and then reschedule
some of the longer shots, you know, with the 'actors' tomorrow, and then
splice it all together later, couldn't you?"
"Yeah. Terrific. In fact, that's exactly what we were going to do. Great
thought. See, the close-up shots require a male organ. See? No actor,
no penis. See? Thanks for the idea, but..."
"Well I could volunteer."
"Beg pardon?"
"I have some experience in the sex field. I've been naked in front of
people before. It's no big thing."
"Uh, what? Uh, you mean, use you?"
"Sure. Why not?"
"Well, uh, maybe. I mean, uh, yeah, maybe. You could do this?"
"Like I said, no big thing."
"Hey LISTEN UP everybody. We'll take a 20 minute break and try to regroup
at, uh, 10:30, OK?"
[sounds of people moving around. tape cuts off.]
* * *
{this section recreated from memory as best I could}
"Listen, I didn't mean to be short with you. Sorry about that 'who the
fuck are you' remark. I just saw the whole thing crumbling in front of
me..."
"No sweat. I understand the pressure. Uh, you'll pay me for this, right?"
"Pay you?"
"Well, you were going to pay the actor, and now you're not, right? So
I think I should be compensated the same as him."
"I guess you kind of have me over a barrel."
"I don't mean it that way. But fair's fair."
"Right. $1000 for the day."
"ONE THOUSAND DOLLARS? HOLY SHIT! I'm working for $750 a month doing
all this other shit and this guy gets $1000 for a day's work??? HO-LEE
SHIT!!!"
"Yeah, well, performers, you know."
"Done!"
"OK, let me see."
"Let you see?"
"Yeah. Drop trou. If you're going to be center stage in this thing,
I have to see. See?"
"Uh, yeah, sure. No prob."
"Well, you were right."
"How so?"
"You said 'No big thing.' You weren't kidding."
"Hey, that's unnecessary. If you don't want..."
"No, no, it's fine. Just not what I was expecting, that's all. It'll
be fine. We'll use trick photography."
* * *
{transcribed from audio tape}
"OK, is everybody back? Goddamn it it's 10:35. Where's Lori?"
"Right here. Had to make a pit stop. There was a line."
"OK everybody, let's get cracking. Fred, you all set with the lights?
Good. OK, honey, your name was what, Melanie? Fine Melanie. Take off
your clothes and go stand over there. Yeah, there's a robe for you to
wear until the cameras start rolling. Lori? Get her the robe. Tom, you
all set with the camera?"
"Not yet. I need to have him over here for focus."
"M1KE, go stand over there. You can wear the robe. I'll tell you when
to lose it. OK, is everybody fucking ready? I'm going to have a breakdown."
"Ready"
"Ready"
"Ready"
"Ready"
"OK M1KE, the first shot is of a penis while it's hardening. It'll be
done in silhouette for dramatic effect. Talk to us while it's happening.
Tell us what you're feeling, what's going through your mind."
"OK Sure. Stand over here?"
"Yeah, that's it."
"Sound?"
"Sound!"
"Camera?"
"Ready"
"OK, everybody, ACTION!"
[silence]
"Talk to us, M1KE"
"Oh yeah, sorry. I'm just standing here. This is a little weird. Is
this good?"
"It's fine. Don't 'talk to US', *talk* to us."
"Oh, sure. Yeah, well I can feel my dick."
"Use the word penis. This is for TV."
"Right. I can sense my penis. There's just the slightest tingle, almost
like the tingle in your skin when you've been out in the snow and you've
gotten a little too cold and you feel like there's a tiny electric current
running through you. Like I say, just a tingle. But it's enough to let
me know that I'm beginning to get aroused. At least it has my attention.
It would help if I had something to look at. I'm quite visually oriented."
"Most guys are. Melanie, would you mind?"
"Not at all."
"Oh that's lovely. She's opening up her robe and letting me peek inside.
Definite arousal as I look at the cleavage between her tits...."
"Please use the word 'breasts'"
"Yeah, sorry. I can't see all of her breasts, but that makes it even
more arousing, because I know there's more to come, and I enjoy the slow,
delicious tease as much as any other part of the encounter itself."
[silence]
"Keep talking."
"Yeah, well the tingle in my dick, er, penis, is growing stronger. More
insistent. I can definitely feel the blood flowing, and I can tell I'm
enlarging in size. It feels as though I'm gaining length first, but now
here comes some sensation on the outer circumference of the organ, so
I guess I'm growing in all directions. The sensation doesn't feel like
a tingle anymore, it's more of a sensation of a light throbbing of the
member, and it extends all the way from the base to the tip. The sensation
feeds upon itself, and from this point on it's pretty much all automatic.
I've done this before. Thousands of times."
"Thanks for the personal history."
"Yeah, uh, well, just rambling here. Hope you can use some of it."
"It's fine. I shouldn't have interrupted."
"OK, I'm only about quarter way to full erection, as you can tell. No
jokes, please. But once I'm here, about the only thing that will kill
the journey is a major interruption of some kind, like my mother showing
up in the door or something. Sorry if this is too personal..."
"You're doing fine. Keep going."
"I don't know if it's like this for most men, but from this point on,
I'll go complete erect in a minute or two, then maybe soften a little.
Yep, still growing. This gets embarrassing sometimes, like if I see some
woman at the mall bending over to check out something on a lower shelf
and I can look down her blouse, even for a second, the process starts
and then I have to go all the way to having a full erection inside my
pants before I can get control back again."
"Would you stick to the sensations? I don't know if we can use the personal
highlights."
"Sorry. So as I say, from here on it's a predestined journey. Uh, can
I touch myself?"
"No. We need to see the erection only."
"OK, it just feels so good when I do. OK, uh, where was I. The feeling
seems to be moving back toward the base of my, uh, penis. I'm filling
with blood, and I can feel the little sacs or whatever it is that holds
it all filling. In another couple of seconds I'll be at full erection,
and then I'll even be able to feel my heartbeat as my body tries to pump
even more into my dick. Sorry, my penis..."
[silence]
"Uh, lost in my thoughts for a second. So I'm looking at Melanie's breasts,
here, and now I know that my sexual feelings are centered in my head
as I look at her magnificent, uh, body, but the physical feeling is centered
in my penis, and as you can see, I'm almost fully erect."
[grunting noise]
"It feels as though the tingling is moving around on my penis. Not dancing
around so much as migrating, from the base, around one side, then down
to the tip, back up the other side. It takes many seconds for the cycle
to complete, and it's not really a cycle, exactly, just a feeling of
arousal here and there in my penis."
[another grunting noise]
"Oh boy, I am almost there. Feels like there's a pencil right down the
center, actually, it must be the wall of the shaft that's as erect at
the outer wall, because I can actually feel it throbbing against the
inside while the outside pulses. Whew! Never sat back to analyze it before.
Man what a boner!"
"M1KE!"
"Sorry. There. Fully erect. Whew! What a feeling, Toyota."
"What?"
"Sorry. Bad joke. I do that sometimes. I'll try to get control."
"OK."
"OK, everybody, CUT!"
"Cut?"
"Yeah, cut. We're done with the shot. We'll do it two more times to
make sure we have it..."
"Two more times?"
"Yeah, have to have a safety in case the film doesn't come out or there
was a hair in the lens or something. Is there a problem?"
"Well, uh, I wasn't expecting.... Yeah, I guess I can do that. I need
a little cooling off period."
"Of course."
* * *
{recreated, again to the best of my recollection}
"M1KE that was pretty good. The first take was the best, but we've got
enough to work with out of the three. Nice job. Lunch time"
"Thanks."
"But for this afternoon, let's try to cut down on the personal history
part and pick up on the 'what you're feeling now' motif, OK? I mean,
you did well this morning, but this afternoon we only get one take,
understand?
We have to get enough material the one time. Unless you can promise me
you're some kind of stud muffin and can go twice..."
"Well, it's happened, but I wouldn't want to guarantee it. Maybe maybe,
but not probably."
"OK, then let's keep in mind the purpose. Your feelings, as you're having
them."
"When does all this get used?"
"In the doc? Like when one of the scientific experts is talking about
male arousal, we'll do a squeeze box of your dick, uh, I mean, your penis
in silhouette. The science guy makes it OK to show it on TV. Without
him, no go. Of course we'll have to pixellate the shot to camouflage
it a little."
"So what do you need my personal reactions for? You're not just going
to play the whole thing, right?"
"Right. But from time to time we may want to dip into the soundtrack,
or as we cut from one noted expert to another, maybe we hear a sentence
or two from you before we bring on the next expert. It's a production
technique that keeps the scene changing fast enough so people don't get
out the clicker."
"You think somebody's going to change channel while there's a dick on TV?"
"Hey, we might be against Monday Night Football. We're just as competitive
as the next guy."
"Oh."
* * *
{transcribed from audio tape}
"OK, everybody back from lunch? Where the hell is Lori?"
"She went out to get some condoms. She said she forgot to pick them
up yesterday."
"We're not doing condoms. We'll see the roll in the closeup. It'll ruin
the mood. Talked it over with John. We're not doing condoms. That OK
with you, M1KE?"
"Yeah, sure."
"You, Melanie?"
"Yeah, I guess. Either way. Doesn't matter to me."
"OK everybody, let's SET UP."
"Melanie, you go sit on the bench. Sort of scoot forward and open your
legs."
"M1KE, you go kneel in front of her."
"Like this?"
"Yeah, fine."
"Melanie, sorry. You have to lose the robe and the negligee."
"Why?"
"It's Public TV. Negligee is sexually arousing, full nudity is, uh,
scientific."
(whispered) "Weird."
(whispered) "I know. I'd like you better in the little outfit."
(whispered) "Me too, but she's the boss.
(whispered) "Yeah."
"OK M1KE, get an erection."
[silence]
"M1KE?"
"I'm working on it. Gimme a minute."
"OK, sorry."
[silence]
"OK, that looks good. Sound?"
"Been rolling for 5 minutes."
"Camera?"
"Ready."
"OK let's go....and....ACTION."
"So now I just slide into her?"
"Yes. Slowly, please. And talk to us, remember?"
"Right. OK, I'm feeling hard, I have that pulsing back in my penis,
just like before. Whew, bone-a-rama."
"M1KE!"
"Sorry. No slang. I forgot. OK, I'm pointing right at her cunt..."
"M1KE!"
"WHAT???"
"Can't say 'cunt'. Use 'vagina.'"
"OK."
"I'm aimed right at her vagina. Do you notice? I can see her arousal,
too. Her vaginal area is starting to swell a little, I think. Yes? No?"
"Yes, I'm feeling a little dampness. That's what it feels like to me.
Maybe there's some swelling, I can't tell."
"Excuse me guys, we're here to hear him, not her. It's a doc on MALE
sexuality."
"But it helps ME to hear her."
"OK, let her talk. But keep it down. I mean UP. You know what I mean."
"Right. And if I look really closely, I can see her clitoris beginning
to move, ever so slightly. See it? It's trying to stand up a little.
Barely moving, really, often you can't see that. But with Melanie I can
see..."
"No names please."
"Right. But I can see her whole area responding, getting softer, puffier.
Probably wetter, too. Lubricating?"
"You bet."
"Thought so. OK, I'm putting the head of my penis right up against her
cu...uh, her vagina. I'll just leave it there for a few moments. This
is my favorite part, just as I enter. The head of my penis feels the
contact with her skin, but I don't push through because I want to prolong
the moment."
[silence]
"And now I like to stare her in the eye. It's a sort of power thing,
I guess, really. I think it's probably left over from when I was 13 and
knew that girls didn't do this sort of thing, and yet here I am about
to do this, and I want to watch her as I push my way into her. More than
that, I want her to look me in the eye, too. Much more satisfying than
if she closes her eyes or looks away."
"M1KE, you're getting a little off track."
"Really? I thought this was what you wanted."
"Physical sensations."
"Right. OK, I'm looking at her with wonder, knowing I'm about to have
sex, and with just a tiny push, I can feel the head of my penis slip
inside her. WOW! Always great! Boy is she lubricated!"
[silence]
"Sometimes you have to fight your way in, but not today. She's pouring
it out there. With one good push I could seat myself right up to my groin,
but I don't want to do that. I want to slide in, slowly, deliciously,
deliberately, a little at a time. And I want to watch her to see her
reaction all along the way."
[silence]
"Pushing. Pushing. Uhhh."
[a grunting noise]
"OK, that's it. All the way in. You guys getting all this?"
"We're fine, M1KE. You concentrate on your job."
"Right. Sorry. So now I'm pulling out, and I can feel her sex grabbing
at me, and I can feel the most delightful wetness surrounding me. And
I feel heat, and cold. Half of my dick is still in her, and it's so wet
and warm, and the half that's outside is cool. The moisture evaporating,
I guess. I'll have to push back in before I catch cold."
[silence]
"Keep talking."
"Yeah, well, not much to say. Just fucking. I'll speed up a little.
Wack-a-wack. That's what happens. I start slow and work my way faster.
Boom-ba-la-boom. Faster, faster."
[noises]
"Did you see that? She pulled her legs farther apart. I thought they
were as far apart as they could be and she pulled them even farther apart.
I LOVE that. Love it when a woman shows reaction, instead of just lying
there like a lump. Even if they can't move because they're pinned down,
when they try to move it's incredibly erotic because it means they're
into it. Dirty girls. Ha!"
[silence]
"Bango bango. Uh, can't really talk now. Is that OK?"
"Yeah, whatever. We've got enough, I think. Have to have the orgasm
though."
"Sure. Glad to. You want a cum shot?"
"God NO! This isn't a porno. You cum inside her, just like you would
in real life. Who the hell pulls out and shoot all over the woman's face
or whatever? We'll watch you from the back, here. Make it obvious, though."
"Don't worry, it will be. It always is."
"Bango bango. Sorry, I know that sounds dumb. Can't think of anything
to say. Just working on my, uh. uh..starting the build. Starting the
build. Starting..."
"Oh, amazing sensation ... feel the build ... starting right at the
back of my dick ... tingly ... more than tingly ... pleasure ... feels
like a vibrator... electricity ... WOW ... know I'm going to cum ...
building ... feel it ... AHHHHH.... there it is ... AHHHH ... again ....
Ahhhh ... really good .... ahhhh ..... some more .... ahhh ... oooo .
uhhhh."
"Whew."
"Double whew."
"Whoa nice. Slipping out, now. Thank you Melanie. Eternally grateful."
"Glad to help. Not bad, actually."
"Thanks."
* * *
Dear Harry:
Thank you for sending the check so quickly. On top of the regular fee,
it really comes in handy. I bought a brand new color TV so I can watch
the show when it finally airs.
By the way, I'm looking forward to putting together "The Making Of..."
with Lori and Sally next week.
Thanks again.
s/ M1KE
* * *
M1KE:
I just wanted to drop you a note and tell you what a wonderful time
I had putting together "The Making Of..." with you last week.
I'm not sure if the folks "upstairs" will be able to use it on TV, but
it sure was fun sitting there with you in the editing room watching all
that HOT action.
I suppose it would have come out even better if we'd paid more attention
to the editing and color correction and a little less to what was going
on under the table, if you remember what I mean.
Anyway, thanks again for showing me those moves. I won't soon forget
the production of this production on reproduction.
Love,
Lori
* * *
Dear M1KE:
The program is finally done. I'm sorry that I had to keep calling you
back to Abilene for those minor changes, but at least I convinced Harry
to pay all your travel expenses and pop for another two months' fees,
so I hope you thought it was worth it.
I know those late night long sessions were hard on you, but they were
even harder on me! (giggle) I'm still thinking about them, and I'm trying
to figure out a way to get you back here at least one more time. Maybe
we could have a big premiere party for the crew when the show is finally
broadcast.
If I can squeeze a couple of bucks out of the tight-ass upstairs, I'll
let you know. And if so, it would be nice if you could come in early,
'cause we wouldn't have much time together during the actual event, if
you catch my meaning.
Thanks again. Nice, ah, working with you.
Fondly,
Sally
* * *
Dear M1KE:
Congratulations are in order all around! The project has been approved
by the powers-that-be at PBS and will go on the schedule in another couple
months.
I'm surprised at the amount of time you're in the show; originally the
part of the actor was to be quite a bit smaller than that of the experts.
But I guess Sally and Lori got other ideas during the post production
and changed it all around.
I should tell you I'm glad you were there on the first day of shooting.
Saved my ass, if you know what I mean. I'm enclosing a special bonus
of $100 with this letter as my way of saying thank you.
It's too bad "The Making Of..." didn't work out. Maybe we should have
spent a little more and gotten a full crew and used film instead of that
shitty videotape. We knew the lighting wouldn't be perfect, but who could
have guessed that everything would come out with that greenish tint?
Ah well.
Once again, thanks for your input. The girls can't stop talking about it.
Sincerely,
s/ Harry Throckmorton
* * *
Dear Harry:
I'm not one to say I told you so, but I told you so.
Of course I wasn't expecting you to use M1KE HUNT in the piece itself;
I recommended him because I enjoy his stories and thought his writing
might perk up the production.
Perk Up? Brother!
It's a winner. Maybe he'll even write a story about it and help us promote
the darn thing.
s/ John
* * *
to: mrm1ke@aol.com
from: tylerj@cpb.org
Please add me to your mailing list for stories. I certify that I am
over 18. Hell, I'm old enough to remember when Public TV was called
Educational TV. Hope that does it. Thanks.
* * *
Dear M1KE:
As your attorney I must say I'm disappointed in the documentary I just
saw on Public TV. You had a major role in the production, but you barely
got a credit. I would suggest you write to the appropriate parties and
see if they would consider adding your usual boilerplate to the credits
for any future rebroadcast.
Sincerely,
s/ Wilford Hannings, Esq.
* * *
Mr. Wilford Hannings, Esq.
Dear Wil:
I've taken your advice and sent a letter to Harry Throckmorton. I wouldn't
hold out too much hope, as they told me once a show is in the can, it's
done. They probably won't make any changes unless somebody threatens
a lawsuit or something, and I don't want to do that.
Still, it couldn't hurt to try, so here is what I sent them:
"M1KE HUNT's stories are available by e-mail. Send a note to mrm1ke@aol.com
and certify that you're over 18. There is an alternate address you can use
for correspondence: Bannerboy1@aol.com. There's really no reason for it, but
it sure did come in handy for a few people when AOL crapped on him for using
the name M1KE HUNT and took it away and made him change it to mrm1ke, so
maybe it wasn't so dumb after all.
"M1KE HUNT's stories are copyright 1997 by M1KE HUNT. Archiving is permitted
on free sites or anywhere somebody doesn't have to pay to get them. This
is a public service, and no other rights should be inferred from this
notice. All other rights reversed.
"M1KE HUNT's stories are available at his website
<http://members.aol.com/mrm1ke>.
There are lots of other good reasons to visit besides just M1KE's stories,
but this is running past you so quickly during the closing credits, and
you're probably changing the channel over to Monday Night Football or
you're so hot from the preceding show that you're sitting there on the
couch jerking off, so I'm sure you couldn't care less."
"M1KE HUNT's stories are Almost All True. However sometimes people get
upset and claim that they're in the stories and they should be paid.
That's bullshit, and if you're thinking of doing something like that,
please be advised that the story in which you think you appear is completely
fictionalized, except for the parts that aren't. Anyway if you make a
claim like that you'll deal with my attorney, and he's a real prick so
don't try it.
"M1KE HUNT wants to apologize to Malinov for copping his idea on how
to write something that's almost all present tense. Even if it isn't
almost all true. I hope Malinov doesn't have an attorney.
"M1KE HUNT thinks the name they chose for this show is really lame:
'Pyramids In Pants.' Now that's weak. I think 'I am M1ke's Dick' would
have been much catchier.
"M1KE HUNT wishes to thank you for reading this, and will stop now,
because he can't think of another way to start a sentence with his name
and get some free publicity on TV."
That's about it, Wil. Don't know if they'll use it; I should have talked
to you before the damn thing was finished. It's good for me to have a
lawyer's advice. I've always found attorneys have some of the best ideas,
and that they're useful and helpful in my business dealings.
Sure.
M1KE
* * *
Dear M1KE:
You moron.
It's "All Rights Reserved" although in your case "All Rights Reversed"
might make more sense.
And what do you mean "Sure."?
s/ Wil
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I Am M1ke's Dick
by M1KE HUNT
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