Guys, I don't know how you'll react to this, but I've always had an obsession with pans. Not just any normal obsession. I was almost 13 when I had discovered masturbating and sex. One day, when my parents weren't home, I broke into the kitchen and took all the pans. Then I tore my ♥♥♥♥ to shreds. I even deepthroated a couple of them. Then, I heard the phone ring. It was my mom, letting me know she was coming home soon. She would kill me if she saw the ♥♥♥ all over her pans. I produced enough sperm to get every woman in the world pregnant. I rushed the pans to the sink and tried to get my man juice out. I had an apartment and no real life. I didn't have a girlfriend, but I had my pans. I slept with them every night, and ♥♥♥♥♥♥ them often. Everything was going well until I heard a knock at my door. I opened it to see who it was. It was the landlord. I moved into a different apartment with my pans. There weren't many problems there. Thanks for being understanding.