John Mayer Fucks And Tells

Ladies who make the decision to fuck on John Mayer should get him to sign a confidenitality agreement before he sticks the tip in. Unless you’re okay with him vomiting up all the details to anybody who sticks a tape recorder in his face. And this is exactly what John Mayer did to Playboy (via UsWeekly) about Jessica Simpson’s sex skills. According to John, Jessica’s vagina should come with a prescription for methadone, because it had him foaming at all three of his mouths. Open up and get ready to gargle with a splash of lukewarm douchewater:

John on Jessica being his drug: “And drugs aren’t good for you if you do lots of them. Yeah, that girl is like crack cocaine to me. Sexually it was crazy. That’s all I’ll say. It was like napalm, sexual napalm. Did you ever say, ‘I want to quit my life and just fucking snort you? If you charged me $10,000 to fuck you, I would start selling all my shit just to keep fucking you.‘”

John on Jennifer Aniston dumping his ass because he is a Tweet-ker: “There was a rumor that I’d been dumped because I was tweeting too much. That wasn’t it, but that was a big difference. The brunt of her success came before TMZ and Twitter. I think she’s still hoping it goes back to 1998. She saw my involvement in technology as courting distraction. And I always said, ‘These are the new rules.‘”

John on how many girls he’s screwed since Aniston: “I’m going to say four or five. No more. But even if I said 12, that’s a reasonable number. So is 15. Here’s the thing: I get less ass now than I did when I was in a local band. Because now I don’t like jumping through hoops.”

John on how he’s upping his famewhore game in 2010: “From now on I’m just going to pretend that people really dig the shit out of me. I’ve been trying to prove to people I’m not a douche bag by not dating, by keeping my name out of Us Weekly. That’s fucked up, man. I’m not dating. I’m not even fucking. So now I’m going to experiment with ‘fuck you.’ In 2010 my goal is to get more mentions in Us Weekly than ever.”

A John Mayer interview is like a cheesy dick. You know it’s going to be painful, but you still plug your nose and give it a lick because the slut in you just can’t resist. And once you’re done with it, you’re left with an awful taste in your mouth that not even Listerine can cure. But John still makes me laugh (Yes, I’ll bash myself in the head with the Listerine bottle after I rinse my mouth out).

And you know Papa Joe is going to tape this interview to the wall in front of his favorite toilet. That’s his Jess!