Now Who'd A Ever Thunk...

...that ole Jenna
was busy going to communion and confession while she wasn't busy fucking in all her porn films. Why couldn't I have married a good Catholic girl like her? Come to think of it, I didn't KNOW there were any Catholic girls like her. I once inadvertently grabbed a girls crotch when I was about eight and I went to the confessional for three months lamenting my errant ways. Turns out I wouldn't have needed to put myself through all that mea culpa'ing if I'd only known girls like Jenna were around. Why is it I'm always one step behind?