But I am not a woman. It's not my fault, I have a penis, okay? I am a man, and I cannot change that fact." is pretty golden for an adult.
Aww. I give credit where credit is due; he's possibly six months ahead of Ryan in reaching this realisation. (He's got the first part down pat. I haven't yet enquired as to whether he regards this as immutable.)
Lee, I'm about ready to mail you this here gray cat who won't shut up. Would that work for you?
I finally gave in and took in the stray gray cat who loves me and has been asking to come inside. After a vet visit and a clean bill of health, of course. He has settled in like he's always been here. It's almost spooky. The other two knew him already from their screen-door conferences, so they're okay with him, if a little wary about the food sitch. But Gray Cat will not stop mmmmmROWing. If he's not eating, resting, or playing, he's wandering around shrilly talking to himself. He doesn't seem to have any interest in going back outside. I don't know WTF he wants or how to make him STFU. Maybe he just needs time to settle down.
norovirus
MRSA
I feel more and more comfortable with my decision never to leave the house again.
Mansplaining is so awesome.
Uranus is gone, but here's the moon. It's pretty awesome too.
I do recall, in my late teens/early twenties, that this kind of thing felt like a real threat
I'm glad there's some hope for him. He's 23, I think. Young enough that people over 60 having sex is a gross concept, and young enough that Star Sapphire taking it up the ass from a hung Wonder Woman while she fellates Hawkgirl is still romantic.
Oh, wait, maybe there's less hope than I was thinking.
I think I might have to trufax strike him from my conversational list, for self-defence purposes.
I do have to work on my communication, though. People think I'm upset, when what I'm trying to do is argue rationally. Not heatedly. That's not good.
I do get that people don't usually go on as much as I do without working up a head of steam. Oh, I'm irritated at his asinine self, and creeped out by the thought of him being typical, but I'm not having a weeping fit or anything.
eople think I'm upset, when what I'm trying to do is argue rationally. Not heatedly. That's not good.
That's not you, that's them. They don't like losing, and they're upset, so they blame you for getting upset.
I can't believe you're still talking to the guy with the very odd sense of romance.
and young enough that Star Sapphire taking it up the ass from a hung Wonder Woman while she fellates Hawkgirl is still romantic.
Is that a thing? Now? Ever?
Dude, you live in the North American capitol of Rule 34.
Straight men fantasizing about hung women doing each other does not compute in my brain. It's what? they want to see sex that involves penises, but no men, only hot women allowed in the fantasy brain room? I need to stop thinking about this before I start finding it hot.
Is that a thing? Now? Ever?
Why are you even asking? ::checks tags:: Ahah, it was indeed Star Sapphire. I wasn't sure the first time I saw it.
Turns out I like penises more on people without breasts. I feel pretty okay with that. But seriously, pitching that as romantic is...I don't even know.