Oh Sinnamon... why are you here? You're clearly not cut out for this... Here's the deal. I shot Sinnamon for one of our other rough sites and she cried and complained the entire time. This time was no different. Waaaa... my throat hurts. Waaaaa.... I don't like throwup. Waaaaa.... I'm too stupid to do anything else with my life. What a fucking complainer! It's all good though. We had this retard barfing all over the mat and at the end, Red invented a new game they'll be playing in the ghetto for generations to come. Epic win for us!