Gustaf then enters and jerks himself off in a most predictable and, well, masturbatory fashion, and leaves in the famed post-orgasmic afterglow.
That's nice and offensive and all, but since I know I can actually win on substance (since I actually care about people in the real world, rather than my image as a cool revolutionary) that's fine. I'm going to leave you to your insane rantings if it makes you feel better about having stupid opinions.
You two don't get along, do you?
we're Facebook friends. what more of a bond could two men have?