Well, well, look at you. I’m willing to bet half of you are hoping by the title, that this unknowingly yet promising novel will gave you a rock hard, passionate, hot and sweaty , release with a nice warm cuddle accompanied by soft Elton John playing in the background. While the other half of you are just looking for something to keep you interested enough to write a summary in order to pass that Creative Writing 101 course you took, after watching an ample amount of romantic comedy films based on the NY clique. Did I nail it or what? Yes, now hold that smile and remember the curves of this gracious act because all will be forgotten and all will be dark on the road we’re headed. “This isn’t another love story”, I’m sure you’ve heard that statement somewhere else, but the difference between that guy who said it and this guy you’re listening to now… THIS GUY DOESN’T FUCK AROUND WITH THAT SHIT. If you’re one of the few who came here looking for answers, 2 + 2 = fish, but a 69 is a great solution if you don’t have condoms. Now; pack those Marlboros, grab a bottle of whatever poison you indulge, and let’s get this party started. The gang of pain is all here.