I have a confession to make. It’s been my dirty little secret and something I’ve tried to keep hidden from you for a while. I’m not proud to be telling you this. And I totally understand if you never want to talk to me ever again. You remember those nights I’d be home, alone, “too tired” to go out? Yeah, I was tired all right… Exhausted from my love for something so mesmerizing, so carnal, so incorrigible… I can’t believe I’m telling you this. I’m obsessed. I’m hooked. There’s no other way to say it – I’m addicted.
You see, there’s something growing on the internets and it has already invaded your TVs. Spreading faster than both you and I can ever imagine. It’s perverse. Exploitative. Depraved. Utterly Insatiable. Starving for your attention. It’s hungry. If you don’t stop it now, it’ll turn you into a fat, disgusting, heavy-breathing slob. Yes, I’m talking about the growing phenomenon that is porn. Food Porn.