Courtney Lee Is Getting Massages All Wrong

I’m not saying that every single massage needs to be a Nuru joint with a gallon of oil, an air mattress, and Asa Akira sliding all over your dick. That’s not what I’m saying at all. But bible study and a massage? That’s a no go. Separation of church and state, Courtney. Every massage I’ve ever gotten I at least chubbed up so I don’t need to be discussing Corinthians and faith while someone’s hands are massaging my quads like a Thanksgiving turkey. I know faith can be erotic, there’s a reason I’ve gotten a boner in every single mass I’ve been in since I was 13, but none of that happens willingly. I don’t go to “bible study and a massage” just like I don’t go to “communion and a glory hole.” They don’t go together. Hearing about faith in one corner of your brain while thinking impure thoughts in the other is just nonsensical.

Don’t get me wrong, congrats on the victory and game winning shot and all. But you get massages like a fucking idiot.