Oh my God. I die. I just die.

Thank you, pushhertoherknees, for making my night.

I love how no one involved can even remotely take this shoot seriously. Like, what is this neighborhood? What is this reality this porn has created in which suburbia is plagued by lemon-stealing whores? When did lemons become so valuable? Even James Deen can’t handle the absurdity.

I’m fantasizing that this is the shoot Deen and Angel met. This is how their relationship was born. They fell in love over lemons, theft, and justice.

I just cannot stop laughing. Those first five minutes are just ridiculous.