During my OB/GYN residency, we stuck to one important rule: the larger the vulva, the bigger the clamp. Inspecting women in stirrups is always worth it when done properly, using the right instruments in the right way. SILENT DRIVE, you know what I’m talking about.
Ahhh, alas, I have peered into many, many wet dark places over the years. The feeling I get when I’m about to go into a twat is the same when listening to the fired-up hardcore songs on "Love Is Worth It." It’s got a good range. If a lady is putting her clothes on too quickly and running out of the room, put on this album and you’ll feel much better, I guarantee it.
I can relate well to songs like "Banana Rejection," "Henpecked," and "The Professional." This one line - "I’ve been biding my time / sharpening my axe" - captures the exact mood I’m in when a lady fresh off the plane from Mexico comes into my office, dripping yellow juice, growing cauliflower down there – whatever, it’s all good. I’m always prepared.
A lot of songs start off slow and lyrical like "Rooftops," then jump into head-banging mode, but still keep some harmonies so it’s not all death metal. We get the idea early on from these four metal band vets, influenced by Faith No More, that love is cold, metallic, splits you apart, then doesn’t go down on you even when you ask nicely.
"There is no riff too sweet and no riff too heavy for us," they claim.
I’d have to disagree. I’d always choose to nail one of my backroom nurses before opening up a 400-pound Mamma Cass crotch. But then again, a doc’s gotta do some dirty deeds too. Why not try to enjoy it?
