jointstereotype: Hey.

rygar: Hey.

jointstereotype: What's up?

rygar: Working on my New Year's resolution.

jointstereotype: Which one?

rygar: baconbutts.com

jointstereotype: I don't even wanna know—

rygar: It's going to have luscious, beautiful, big-breasted, tight-assed naked women on the front page, with a membership fee of 25 cents per year. But once you sign up and click into the gallery, all you get are morbidly obese girls and hi-res shots of sausages.

jointstereotype: I'm beginning to understand why you're always broke.

rygar: Oh, this isn't a money-making scheme.

jointstereotype: That much is obvious.

rygar: It's a social experiment. I'm the new Milgram, baby.

jointstereotype: Dude, Milgram was about testing people to see how willing they were to do things that contrasted with their own morals, even if directed to do so by an authority figure. How does baconbutts.com relate?

rygar: It's the exact same thing. Only with baconbutts.com I'm measuring your average horndog's tendency to make a poor purchase choice even when it's an obvious scam. I mean, come on, the domain name and membership fee are dead giveaways—but I bet people will sign up anyway. An e-mail questionnaire will determine whether the decision to sign up was based on mere curiosity or the genuine belief that discount Internet porn can truly exist.

jointstereotype: I assume you'll be publishing your findings on every laundry room billboard from here to Sacramento?

rygar: Snap, thanks for reminding me: I'm going to need to borrow your laser printer for a couple of days. And a ream of copy paper.

jointstereotype: Why don't I just lend you some matches so you can light your wallet on fire and be done with it?

rygar: Hmm. I wonder if sausagenipples.com is available?