It's like how it was in Reykjavik...from my ass.

Noxious fumes and toxic airborn chemicals have been releasing themselves from my posterior three days since the original catastrophic shit magma explosion. Yes, this is similar to what happened in Iceland, except no flights are being delayed. Just conversations.

That is your Brother Paul's Fecal Fact Update!

Stand by for more in the upcoming months!

Coming soon: A new show about the fact that I can't abstain from sex...

Tune in next week for the all new Brother Paul's: SEXcapades and SEXessful SEXplorations! Where I tell you how many of the volunteers I get to intercourse with. In their vaginas!