Imagine I were to tell you that someone just sped over a basketful of puppies in her Escalade while texting. You would say, “Grams, to whom should I send donations to kill this person?”
But what if I were to tell you this person was naked-but-for-kneesocks-and-a-hair-ribbon Charley Chase, posing at a makeup table on Sherman Way in Van Nuys in November of 2009?
Well, you would say, “Fuckin’ puppies probably deserved it. I hate puppies.” (At least that’s what Rocco Reed looks like he’s saying, but hes a great friend to animals.)
How do I know this? B.F. Skinner and I posed these exact scenarios to prisoners in Algeria.
The moral is, Charley Chase could probably get away with anything looking like that. Lucky for her, us, and puppies, she doesn’t own an Escalade and is very conscientious about her texting habits.
Previously on Porn Valley Observed: I’ll have a blue bathroom with Charley Chase
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