Okay, if I were homegirl, I’d have more important things than a scandal to worry about… like if my boyfriend even liked girls. Just look at his well-sculpted man-titty prominently showcased by his unbuttoned lacy shirt and properly accessorized by… are those puca shells? I think homeboy’s going for the cabana-boy-beloved-by-pirates look. The most telling detail is the expression of disdain on his face as he is holding the girl. It’s like he’s thinking, “Eww… I can’t believe I have to touch this… breeder. She has hetero cooties and I think she wants to have sex with me. Will someone pry this deluded bitch off of my chest? She’s scraping off my body oil!” And what’s with his giant alien hand? It’s crazy stretch-out like he’s Plastic Man or something.

I’m just feeling kind of sad for homegirl because she’s totally into it. Or she’s totally high on Xanax. Hey, whatever gets you through the shoot, man.

Thanks to the ever delightful Amber for the cover.

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