Blackmeat runs in the family

As much as El Ginko wishes he was inside of me on a daily basis I'm proud to say that I am not him and deserve to let him eat dishes and pour olive oil on a Sea Otter and burn it in front of me for continuous homage and praise for the rest of my days. He does have an affinity for Hitler and I would say my Face Down Ass Up intentions are always ever present. An omnipotent doggystyle only deity's and the like could understand. I love El Ginko because I used to watch him sleep on my couch while I played laughy noises on his Yamaha and sang about Mufasa and Janet Reno. Those were the good ol days.