You just have to love it when Ginger brings her blather to the mix. She only cares about what her friends think. When their all sitting around smoking dope and telling horror stories of their youth, (can't seem to move past it), they are bonded. "These people really love me, they really love me", cries Ginger. You can't miss the irony of this situation however. Fornits and its retarded, po-white trash, dope smoking leader have forever taken the high ground that what they are trying to do end an unethical and illegal industry of child abuse. Yet, they are the ones having to seek refuge in another country because they can't seem to operate with in the laws of the United States. Isn't it ironic, don't ya think, a little too ironic. I really do think.