Cloudbate

I just had a Cloudbate session that left my forearm a little bit sore, but man, my pipes are sure clean as hell. In case you’re confused what I’m talking about, no, I wasn’t jerking off in an airplane lavatory at 30,000 feet, nor was I beating my meat in a vape lounge full of fruity mist. The cloud part of the title is a more modern reference, which ain’t to say I was streaming my fap session into the digital ether. You know who was streaming, though?