F.D.R. (F*ck Da Rich): @DrSuzy Stormy St. Paddy’s Mermaids

Erin Go Bragh—or go Bragh-less (free the nip!)—and Kiss Me, I’m Irish! Well, aren't we all Irish around St. Patrick's Day?  Get in the mood with a little St. Paddy's Day Foreplay, The Bonobo Way on this lucky, lusty FDR, still making love through the March Madness. St. Paddy’s is pretty sexy with all that kissing, drinking, pinching and more drinking—though the original "Patrick" was a celibate “saint” (no word on the size of his shillelagh)—and it’s still Womens Month 2023, so we honor a great woman (and sex worker) Stormy Daniels. Warning: Explicit Conversations About Politics, Culture, & Sexuality!  Stormy spanked tRump's rump (before sitting—briefly—on his little mushroom), and now she’s spanking him with the law! Prosecutors are poised to indict Trumpty Dumpty for paying Stormy hush money. Will they do it this time? Or will Teflon Don slip through the hands of justice—as he has for crimes far beyond the Stormy Scandal—yet again? Speaking of "stormy," somehow we wind up in a tsunami of discussion about fish, smelling like fish (down there), mermaid sex (watch out for the scales) and how Starbucks’ two-tailed mermaid is like Pr. Max's Filangieri family crest. Swimming along the atmospheric river of the Stormy theme, Stormy Rayn calls in for advice on how to have “rough sex” with her boyfriend, eliciting kink tips, scratching talk, choking warnings (it's very risky, so approach with caution, if at all!) and some surprise twists... The Ides of March was a bad day for Caesar, but it could be good for you, because it’s Steak and a Blowjob Day! Have a juicy one... And in Censorship News: YouTube bots are still censoring us, and Elon Musky has pussy-phobia, having just censored the p-u-s-s-y in last week's “Pussy Cookie” show on Twitter. Speaking of censorship, stop censoring people's lives: Free Assange! Free Palestine!... Pop question: Why do we wear green on St. Patrick’s Day? According to Celtic myth, wearing green acted as camouflage as you traipsed through the verdant forests of the Emerald Isle, making you invisible to leprechauns who, though magical, are kind of nasty. Like mini-Trump pussy-grabbers, they sneak up and nonconsensually pinch you if they can see you; that is, if you are not wearing green. Luckly, it’s all a good excuse to party like a bonobo in St Paddy’s green panties and leprechaun lingerie on our green-as-grass Love Train rolling along from the Capitalocene to the Bonobocene... Read more prose and check out some of our incredible bacchanalian St. Paddy’s shows on DrSuzy-Tv and, with a little luck, you'll join us in-person one St. Paddy's Day soon: https://drsusanblock.com/fdr-stormy-st-paddys-mermaids