Not satire. Because you CANNOT make this stuff up.
“At some moments in my life I am attracted to certain types of charm, but at another moment other details begin to attract me: sometimes the sensitivity of the moment attracts me to fine, white hands; at other times I am more attracted to fleshy, warm hands, and these fine hands are no longer enough for me.”
-Tucho Fernandez, “Por qué no termino de sanarme?”, ARSH 2002
Define: “no longer enough.”
NO WAIT; DON’T. I WITHDRAW THE QUESTION.
Gentlemen, lay and cleric: when in Rome, wear mittens at all times, because Tucho is on the prowl and down to clown, if you know what I mean and I think you do.
Now all of this talk over the past decade by the Bergoglian Luciferian sodomite sewage font about “caressing” suddenly makes sense. Tucho has a kink for man hands.
IN ROME, USE PROTECTION, LADS.