Best crayon drawing I’ve ever seen. I’m not saying this only because Tsugumi drew it. Look at the perfect rectangles, the contrast between stars and windows and Tsugumi’s sweet buns. I’ve never been a Leia-fan, but there is something about Tsugumi’s buns that turns me on.

Scary and hot. Not sure if it’s worth hitting. She might hit you first, and it won’t be a pretty sight.

Doesn’ the monkey pictures on the wall make you feel welcome? I can’t say the inhabitants of Monkey Island showed much hospitality though.

Ah, dessert! Chilled monkey brains.
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Slow episode, in fact so slow I almost fell asleep while watching it. The only thing that kept me awake was the hope of seeing Tsugumi in more compromising positions. Walking home from school all alone can be dangerous for a little school girl, you never know where someone might be lurking. Well I do, because I’m the one doing the lurking. I have Tsugumi’s daily routines and route documented down to the smallest detail.

Stalking Ai is not as easy as Tsugumi. I can’t seem to discover a pattern in her everyday life. She has a bad habbit of popping out of nowhere and then suddenly disappear, it is almost as if she travels back and forth from one world to another. That is so typical women, always acting on a whim.

That ain’t no woman! It’s a man, man.

I’ll take one glass of cold milk and a pair of maid legs, please. Is it ok to take it in a doggy bag?
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A fisheye view of Ai’s skirt and legs through a first-person perspective, can anything possibly be more erotic? What man, old as young, can resist an enigmatic beauty such as this? Her pale, almost ivory-like skin is like a beacon of light in the midst of night. Her sweet tears are said to cure all ailments. Her full lips were made for squeezing shafts… I think I might have an unhealthy obesession. *tap tap tap*

Tsugumi wasn’t all too happy when she found out Hajime had drugged her and blown his load all over her tiny, prepubescent breasts.

Illegal in Canada?

Hot - Not.
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Wow, I’m simply overwhelmed by the unbelievable greatness of this episode. It’s almost as if the people behind Jigoku Shoujo deliberately make some boring episodes now and then just to blow your mind with episodes such as this.

They really had me there. I thought they were going to repeat the plot of episode two. It shouldn’t have ended the way it did. Pedoteacher and Akane should have exchanged body fluids, like they did online.

Ever heard of the five-point palm exploding penis technique? This episode is an excellent
display of that particular technique. The secret behind it is to first have a meganekko with pigtails. Then make the viewer believe there is going to be some kind of lesbian action outdoors to the sound of soothing music. To top things, let the meganekko be voiced by Rie Tanaka.

That should be more than enough to make sure a large amount of blood flows down the viewers arteries to his penis. With so much blood gathered at one relatively small place, the penis should explode after five strokes — thus the name five-point palm exploding penis technique.

Is there any way I can damage my sight without causing too much pain? I want a legitimate reason to wear glasses. Men with glasses look so smart and respectable and women with glasses are scorching hot.
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I can’t really put my finger on it, but there is something sensual about a young girl waiting at a railroad crossing. I’ve felt this way ever since I saw Anno’s Shikijitsu. There is something creepy about it, yet tranquil.

Broken beer bottles are the most useless weapon ever. People using it always get their asses whooped. Always.

That’s not really water, is it? You can’t fool me, I know that it’s Ai’s nectar.

God knows what I’d do if I came home to this every day. It probably isn’t legal in most countries. Throwing out the TV through the window is illegal, right?
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