A Letter From Hillary Scott:

Dear J.M Productions,

When my mother encouraged me to get into the porn business, she gave me some helpful advice to guarantee I would be a big star. First, she said getting fake boobs would give me enough self-esteem to wake up in the morning and face the mirror. Then, she said to get a rich, gay boyfriend that will buy me stuff and not care that I eat the putrid cum of dozens of degenerates every week. Lastly, she said I should star in a movie where I am put "through the ringer" by giving my holes stretched and twisted in a series of progressively more disturbing scenes. Well, I did all of these things, and yesterday when I went cruising truck stop parking lots with my boyfriend, he was still more famous and picked up more truckers than me! It's not fair! My mom is a lying whore, and you guys are no help!

-Hillary Scott