I have a crush on Rihanna. It may be because I’ve never had the opportunity to get with a black girl in my life of perversion, or maybe I’m just drawn to her story of success. You know a small island girl who randomly sleeps with a superstar record producer when he is on vacation away from his fat fiance and gets a record deal to keep her mouth shut, who manages to turn that deal into hit after fucking hit after fucking hit, all while performing in dominatrix and fetish gear and not taking it to the pussy grabbing level, but I’m pretty sure it has to do with having never been with a black chick and sitting here on a whole pile of jungle fever in my pants, which I’d take any day over that other african disease…AIDS. Yes, it’s not just the gay disease anymore.
