…Paris Hilton. Thanks to her I was able to mount and push through to this cyber intercourse goal. While the membrane between 2999 and 3000 is but paper thin, and has been plunged by so many before me, Paris’ jail sentence allowed me to mentally lubricate and inset enough posts to ram home to final completion. I plumbed Paris’ depths from many positions and now I’m spent, and am going to smoke a cigarette and roll over and go to sleep. I only hope that it was as good for Paris, as it was for me, and I hope that she doesn’t mind the hours and hours and hours that it took to obtain this climax.