I knew you’d be back, a hopeless gooner like you was destined to relapse. Don’t even think about hiding it - I know exactly what sort of “man” you are… Truly pathetic. So, once again you find yourself in my office, begging me to “fix” you, to help with your crippling porn addiction. And I do have a cure for you today, but it’s going to be a bit more extreme than last time... So grab your little brown bottle and get ready for your treatment.
