It seemed like POPPORN was finally over. We all breathed a collective sigh of relief. We could go back to our honest trades and forget about the degenerate raconteurs invading every nook and crevice of our collective existence since we first happened upon the porn industry. We could learn to live with what we had done to the world while running this award-winning and critically praised porn-themed website. We could move on.
Then James Deen arrived and shot everything to hell.