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Oh, xkcd, I love you.
In other news, I think I am thisclose to outing myself as a slasher to the twentysomething female coworkers I have lunch with on a semi-regular basis. I have somehow managed to discuss with one or both of them a) the stage!gay wank, b) my excitement about going to see Fall Out Boy in November and c) my burning desire for an authoritative source attesting to Bob Bryar's middle name, all without mentioning that there's gay porn at the back of it. But earlier this week - when discussing sex toy parties, like you do - the younger and newer of my two coworkers blithely insisted that suburban housewives don't deserve sex toys, which left me momentarily speechless (everybody deserves sex toys! much like everyone deserves porn, even if they do sometimes have to write their own to get exactly the kind they want!) and now, in retrospect, increasingly tempted to tell her about slash by way of explaining to her exactly what a lousy feminist she is.
*facepalm*
In other news, I think I am thisclose to outing myself as a slasher to the twentysomething female coworkers I have lunch with on a semi-regular basis. I have somehow managed to discuss with one or both of them a) the stage!gay wank, b) my excitement about going to see Fall Out Boy in November and c) my burning desire for an authoritative source attesting to Bob Bryar's middle name, all without mentioning that there's gay porn at the back of it. But earlier this week - when discussing sex toy parties, like you do - the younger and newer of my two coworkers blithely insisted that suburban housewives don't deserve sex toys, which left me momentarily speechless (everybody deserves sex toys! much like everyone deserves porn, even if they do sometimes have to write their own to get exactly the kind they want!) and now, in retrospect, increasingly tempted to tell her about slash by way of explaining to her exactly what a lousy feminist she is.
*facepalm*
