We can at last reassure benders the world over.
You no longer have to worry about unprotected buggery ensuring YOUR last supper is brought forward 50 years earlier than NORMAL people.
Simply transplant your "bone" from your "boyfriends" rectum and back to your own underwear, the risk of the good old Arsehole Injected Death Sentence diminishes almost instantly instantly.
Then just as a reminder eat nothing but very hot Chilli for a week, that will remind you what your arse holes are there for.
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