Which, I feel, is a FANTASTIC idea for an apartment building. As many floors as possible full of handsome, built men who live there because they want to fuck is brilliance. Diego Sans finally gets into the building of his dreams. But he has to show off his bod to do so? Weird. And everyone has these little Please Disturb signs for their doorknobs. Weirder. Before he knows it, Jeremy Spreadums’ bubble buns are in his face, and it’s all fuck, fuck, fuck from there. Are there any open units?
– Michael Xavier