WHEN ROCKY DIMARCO ASKED IF HE COULD BE OUR SLAVE THE LAST TIME HE DROPPED BY OUR NEW YORK OFFICE, WE DID THE OBVIOUS THING: BLINDFOLDED HIM THEN AND THERE, AND TOLD HIM TO WAIT ON HIS KNEES IN THE CORNER. WE THOUGHT IT BE FUN TO BREAK HIM IN FOR HIS NEW ROLE WITH A HUMONGOUS, THROAT-STRETCHING COCK, AND CALLED IN JAX PRATT TO FUCK HIS FACE. THE JOKE WAS ON US, THOUGH, BECAUSE IT TURNS OUT ROCKY HAS NO GAG REFLEX–HE SWALLOWS ALL 10 INCHES OF JAX’S MEAT-SWORD WITHOUT EVEN FLINCHING.