Bingo! Incase you missed the borderline rape monologue from DCM’s Assscat, and wanted to be shocked by it first hand, it starts at 38 minutes.
This story has been all over the place today. I’ve found it on too many different blogs to identify where I first heard about it. Anyway, I wouldn’t call this “borderline” rape at all. I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with this guy. I don’t know why he went to her hotel. I don’t know why he went inside. I don’t know why he kissed her. I don’t know why he refused to leave without forcing her to have sex with him first. I don’t know what possessed him to tell this story. I don’t know why he exists.
I wish that righteous hatred were enough to extinguish a person from the face of the earth.
