"I guess it's mine," Mariah tended while drumming her fingers on the top card, "well here goes, as she nestled over a card that read, Only for a minute, expose it, and finger it! Of course you haven't honey," she yelled sweetly to her girl, "Michael is finding out that he loves having a fat erection in his hands more than a slit, and now for the rest of his life he'll be torn between dying for that huge bazooka, and denying that he's at the least a bi sexual!"