Binners! I had never even heard of this wretched magazine, or so much as contemplated the idea that somewhere in the world, astoundingly unappealling women were breast-feeding small dogs.
But you, binners, you found "Pick Me Up Magazine" and you ate of the forbidden fruit of true stories of dog-suckling when your boyfriend has walked out on you and there's no dog-food. And then you reckoned we all should as well.
I cannot un-see that which I have seen. I cannot un-learn that which I have learnt.
The world will forever be a slightly wierder and seedier place from this day on, and I will never be able to be quite sure that, just around the next corner, I will not come upon some horrible person with a terrier clamped to her bosom making little slurping noises of delight and satisfaction. 😯 😈 😕