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Desert Transmission by BIG DEBBIE
The DEBBIE MYTH: Debbie was born under the neon lights of a suburban Super Market. It is within Safeways' ice cream isles she wondered aimlessly in a dazed stupor for what may have been an eternity. Feeling bored, isolated and depressed Deborah would swallow all the cookies and candies she could get her hands on. But all the sweets in the world couldn't satisfy the deep and painful inner hunger of her soulless soul. Yes, Debbie was a sad hedonist, there's something almost Satanic about her yearning to be constantly filled with pleasure and love. She wants to feel the
intensity of life and yet feels stuck in a role of a corporate puppet. Compulsively consuming junk that will rot her teeth, her brain, heart, liver and soul. Well, luckily, one day Little Debbie wondered away from her Safe little home in total confusion, out into the chaotic and scary "big-wide world". What followed was a serious of queer, and almost psychedelic experiences that forced Debbie to turn her asshole and her brain inside out. Being the ultimate consumer of pleasure, she finally mind-fucked herself for good. The realization was intense as pain. Pain is pleasure, pleasure is pain. Can't have one with out the other. Thus BIG DEBBIE was born. This Miss is still far from a yoga Guru. A psychological mess with a multi -personality disorder, indeed, Yes, well we all wear many faces inside and out .... One thing for sure though .... no more junk food and cheap thrills for this one. She wants it all!!!! ... the deepest love of pleasure and pain life can offer. Well .. Good luck we say. You go girl!
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