DOLLS + Fauxplay

I won't bullshit  a motherfucker, I love me some DOLLS.

Every song she sings sounds like something I'd only hear in an underground sex club where everyone's flogging everyone else and everyone drinks with their pinkies extended while wearing bedazzled blindfolds and NASCAR themed leather chaps. I can almost taste the vibe this woman's splaying out in front of me and I'm not totally sure she's fucking with me because she just spelled my name using only individually plucked chest hairs from my own chest bro.

The newest track in the DOLLS sexthology is "JUST STOP", and if my mastubatory assumptions are correct, she's a vampire, and she's tempting me, and she's not really connecting with me on a loin-level like I'm assuming. 

SHE WANTS MY BLOOD BRO.

Let me check with my wife first. If she's down widdit, I'm down widdit. 

Wait, can she come too?

PLAY. REPEAT. FEEL SELF. PLAY. REPEAT. FEEL SELF. 

EDIT: THERE'S A VIDEO!?!??!?!?!? EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE *FAP FAP FAP*