Uh huh uh huh...hmmm...interseting...so tell me more about HOW he got you pregnant?
Details, please.
Asking for a friend.

I couldn’t do it.

Mostly because I can mix the hemp protein down into other foods (like pancakes, my kryptonite), so it’s probably a preference thing.

I still am eating those things, and yes they are a source of protein, but it isn’t as if I suddenly scaled up my consumption of those things when I gave up meat.

This sounds honestly like one of those rare exceptions to the rule.

Pretty sure that’s the Cliffnotes version of entropy.

Dammit, that’s a sexual fantasy I didn’t need to incorporate into my psyche!!!

You don’t truly think committed couples DON’T ever lie to each other, do you?

Freeman-ception!

I thought we were going with “trans-ceptance”?

Having switched back to a vegetarian-ish diet (ovo-lacto-pescatarian technically), I’ve been looking for a complete protein supplement.

The thing is, we’re SUPPOSED to sweat.

The thing is, we’re SUPPOSED to sweat.

LOL, heart attacks.
Nature’s hand buzzers.

TELL HIM ABOUT THE TWINKIE.

She’s what I’ve heard referred to as “check-box attractive”.
She checks all the required boxes for what the masses qualify as generically attractive, but there’s nothing that stands out.

Pelican 1510.
It would survive the plane crashing into anything short of the Sun, and that’s oddly comforting.

DON’T. Just...don’t.
No, I can’t explain.
Because explaining would probably do just as much harm.
I’m not being fucking CRYPTIC, I’m trying to SAVE YOU.
THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME.
You ungrateful asshole.
Well I WOULDN’T have this much grey hair if you’d just fucking listen to me now.
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Motherfucker. I’ll kill you.
Th…

In my “youth”, I idealized the notion of the human romantic relationship, but as I got older (and admittedly probably a bit jaded), I put my biological wants and needs against a cold cost-benefit analysis and came to the conclusion (for myself) that the rewards of a relationship just don’t outweigh the risks and…

Well, yes, obviously.

It’s this kind of paradox of human courting that eventually motivated me to give a big middle-finger to evolution and tag out of the dating game.