2007 was my year of porn feuds. Within the course of six months I offended two remarkably similar people who retaliated in different ways.
I just deleted the messages from my phone after a year of wondering what to do with them. I’d hear the first few syllables and skip to the next, thinking “I should make a movie about this, but that’s another steveporn flick no one would buy.”
Skipping through them eventually made me think of a less talented Bill Lumbergh.
See also: You’re not one of us: a steveporn odyssey
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