“I was just getting like, super tired of making all that money, having tons of fans who adore my willingness to let disgusting strangers drop their rancid loads all over my trashy mug, not to mention my extraordinary ability to hide my self-loathing. All that success and fame really takes its toll on you.” And what about selling tickets so fanatical fanbois can tour her ‘78 double-wide? “It’s a brilliant way to let the fans see just how Shawna Lenee lives, right? I can show them the piss stained area rug that my dead cat loved so much, the toaster oven where I cook my Hungry Man dinners, the couch with the stale cigarette smoke smell where I sat when I first made the decision to do porn. In fact, that was the very same couch I was sitting on when I decided to leave porn! Isn’t that crazy?”