As many famous philosophers have frequently said, the quest for knowledge is fraught with peril.

In this case, I've just discovered far too many Phantom pornos. Good god. There are about five more that I found that I didn't even finish investigating, because I somehow failed to want to keep up with the looking at porn while John wonders what the hell is wrong with me.

I need to scrub my brain with bleach now. I can accept Phantom porn--hell, I was excited about the erotica novel--but does it have to be such bad porn?

Clearly, I will need to include some of these in the research process. It's for knowledge!