Brother, the universe is an unending assault of unexpected events. I don’t ever get surprised by things I never thought could happen. We could all wake up tomorrow as birds and I’d just be like “yep this is it.”

I mean, brother. Your story is confusing.

This is what I’m reading and please don’t get mad at me

1. You found a hookup on Craig
2. She asked you to shave “down there” Now I’m no scientist or English scholar, but down there to means your pubic area, your dick balls and or ass and asshole.
3. You got a cut while shaving (rookie move bro, gotta use good cream and take it easy.)
4. You had sex
5. You went to work at a ranch around horse shit. Even if you didn’t get it directly on your private area, I’m sure it was on your pants. Which shit is wet and will soak through.
6. You didn’t fully clean yourself or sanitize your cut after a job like that. Hell if I have a cut on my private area I put alcohol on it even if I haven’t done anything that day. You know how sweaty our balls get bro? C’mon this is shit I learned in high-school when I got my first basically rash cause I sweated so much from football. I keep my shit dry and clean now.
7. You got an infection and went to doctors who then told you what caused it. But either it was a spider bite, the horse shit or the sex with the person? Which the later one, the sex, doesn’t seem like it to me.

It’s kinda confusing as to what happened to you my friend. Maybe try reexplaining it?

From what I’m told, yea, she was.

My partner had a great Aunt who actually died at the Jonestown thing.

I mean did y’all not look into Mr. Flavor town? He doesn’t have a good track record with women on his show. He treats them more like food than the actual food he claims to know so much about.

It is, but I will say I love it for a lot of reasons. One. I’m by myself for most jobs. Other than my partner or my kid. Which I love enough to tolerate, just kidding, (they’re great, but I’m not a people person, so it can take a toll on me to be someone to someone all the time)

I get to listen to podcast like Legends of avantris and just zone out while doing work. Hell, sometimes the places are still so clean from last time, all I gotta do is dust and wash stuff. It has ups and downs

Hell, my partner and I run a cleaning business. We both have to take clients so thst we have a enough money to get by. Plus dragging a kid around with us.

And? Lots of our greatest stories are cartoons. They still can have a meaning.

Buddy, that’s a white chick with the Paris Hilton build. It’s that American men are shit or that we don’t get leave from work for either mother or father to have time to spend with their new family addition.

Now you got me wondering what’s the alien version of ACAB.

Sorry to be off subject… but goddamn. I haven’t thought about that Pic in forever. Was this a real person? Human genetics (?) are fucking wild.

Meh. I’ve wanted to be bigger. But when I went to the Marines, one thing I learned…it could always be worse…and it could always be better. Just be happy with what you got.

You jest, but I guarantee, the world would be better if all dudes could have bigger dicks.

If saving our planet hurts our economy, our economy doesn’t deserve to live.

Sure, buddy. Nothing I said was complex. But you do, you bud.

What? Are we going with how evolution has made us? Sure. There’s a difference between us, but that doesn’t make em weak. I believe in evolution and nature. With that, I can acknowledge the difference. But weak? Bullshit. The average woman might have different strengths than the average man, but that doesn’t mean shit. We defy nature. Every day, we defy nature. Plus, with that, you could say there’s things they are better at than men.

My partner is way better at managing things for us. So, should I never lead anything or anyone? I mean, the best managers I’ve had were women. My dad was shit at keeping bills paid, but my ma did it all while cleaning a house. So, should all men be treated like babies who can’t handle money or be responsible for themselves?

I don’t know about you, bud, but I prefer to be my own human and handle my own shit. My partner is my equal, just like all women are my equal. Cause I don’t know their strengths and weaknesses. They’re a human. They defy nature in whatever way they want, just like me.

Cause most folks don’t talk things out and figure out the rules of their relationship. Most folks will force themselves to be with someone they aren’t compatible with and then get upset when they aren’t fullfilled.

Thanks, brother. I appreciate it so much. You got no idea. I definitely do. My partner, her and my son are the reasons I stopped myself and took control of it. We figured I am probably bipolar. We’ve taken steps to fight it. Knowing when I am having a mood swing, and stuff like that. She also calls me out on my bullshit. Like when I into the mindset that everyone is against me etc etc. I got very lucky to have a partner whose smart enough to see I’m not just a rage monster. It’s helped me learn to be open with my feelings without exploding.

Thanks brother for the kind words. This is why I love forums like this. I find some of the kindest people on em. I always feel so lucky to be able to talk to folks like you.

That’s awesome. Ya, that’s how it was for me. That and talking to folks on forums that were more liberal. It’s funny how much we can change when we don’t put ourselves in boxes.

Jazz? I been trying to get into that, haven’t found what I like. You know Cowboy bebop? I don’t know if the intro song counts as jazz, but I think I’m leaning more to liking that. Especially for gaming. I’ve been listening to it when playing bf6, seems I can focus better.

And ya, Nashville country…eh…I like a few, mainly cause it was a song I heard growing up, but definitely wouldn’t go out of my way to listen to. My dad was the type to listen to that really really old country music. Bleh! I mean, it’s okay just not my taste.

The beggars guild by Road kill ghost choir is nother emotional song I feel.

And Goodnight Texas- Hurry things along. This song got me to quit smoking cigs.