by Jeremy
I find it amazing just how many people that visit this site regularly think that I am somehow the most perverted man of the face of the Earth. It seems that once they see the hentai reviews, and the pictures that go along with them, it automatically adds up to the fact that I am obsessed with hentai and masturbate wildly at the sight of any type of animated breasts. And while this may hold true for 99.9% of my reading audience, I can safely say that is not the case with me. I’m not going to deny I don’t look at porn and hold myself high as some super being who has no need for such things, it’s just that hentai is without a doubt in my mind the most retardedly funny thing I have ever witnessed, and I do not even classify it as porn. Hentai has endeared itself to me over the last couple of years, not for the badly animated sex or near constant jiggling breasts, but because it’s the only kind of movie I can watch without having to use any part of my brain. Never do I have to worry about which plot twist had a connection with an estranged revenge-filled lover. Instead with hentai, I am able to sit down for 60 minutes and the hardest I have to concentrate is to try and remember not to fall asleep during the tentacle rape scenes. (more…)