I know that, but she is the corner stone in the Groening empire building.

Remember how dolphins were secretly as smart as humans in the 90s?

I don’t understand how it got good reviews. It was terrible in every sense, plus it had TV movie quality production values.

This is particularly egregious, since Mowgli’s hand doesn’t touch anything.

I wonder what Nancy Cartwright thought of that. . .

No, not judging them. Not at all. And I really should not have said they were all lying. Some obviously were, but others? Hard to tell. And those who did lie— I understood why.

Exactly. That was pretty much the case for me. Not the healthiest behavior.

I was in my early thirties. I was depressed, and everything felt stale - relationships, my job. Every-single-thing. I had had a few long term relationships all throughout my twenties, so I didn’t get around much, but when things got dark, I went crazy. Picking up women became a way to prop myself up. It was a game -…

I can see that, but I’m far from a stud. The truth is, I was in a bad place for a few years and I went on a tear. It wasn’t a great time. Like a lot of people, I tried to make things better through sex. I probably was trying to prove something to myself, sure, but I didn’t, in the end.

Go ahead. Read whatever you like into it. You seem to WANT to HAVE a PROBLEM with IT.

I’ve only been with one girl who admitted to something that seemed like a true number. I think it was in the fifties. I told her my number.

I think it's hovering around 80. But that, similar to what you said, depends on how you define sex.

Please provide examples of her greatness.

I want a better educated workforce. I want everybody to be able to get a higher education regardless of their income.

Well, Slip, if we were ever to get together, I would be totally honest with you.

Goodness. Is this real person?

Because I genuinily want to know the answer. Again, if I knew everyone else was as cool with the truth as me, then I’d freely admit.

haha— whoops!

Well, let’s just disagree on this point. If I knew every partner/potential partner is as blasé about a number as I am, I would share. But people’s emotions are unpredictable, largely, so I avoid admission.