I am grateful to learn this from an internet stranger and not from experience.

But why not

I mean, that was what I wanted to do first, but that’s like describing what it feels to appreciate a painting to a full-blind person by describing how the cornea works. And sex isn’t just about the insertion, it’s a conversation in body language, informed by the context of the relationship and colored by taboos that inform preferences and boundaries. How am I supposed to explain that? Especially since I don’t enjoy anal myself, either giving or receiving.

I’m grateful my wife loves learning of the breadth of human experience almost as much as I do lol

I showed this to my wife and ended up trying to explain to her why some people enjoy anal. She still doesn’t get it. Apparently she doesn’t even get the eargasms from cleaning her ears with a q-tip, so i have nothing to compare it to for her

It takes a terrifying skaven to die of old age

My history is pretty bad. Is this even remotely right?

I mean, climate change will make that happen anyway

I wish Digimon were still a thing, or at least a thing within the price range of a stocking-stuffer

That’s neat, but he said photon, as in the light particle

Confused why you @ed me in particular, but yes I can see it

Edit: went through my comment history, now it makes sense

The were probably pulling the sigma rizzler move where you treat women in general like people, with basic respect. Bar for men was in the fucking floor back then.

Not very gender of them to call it a bra

Same

My first memory is one of my four-year-old self hearing a voice in my head say “Huh, this must be that self-talk Mom was telling me about. That’s neat.”

Kinda spotty since then. I barely remember anything else prior to 5th grade.

Sorry, here’s a better crop

I’ve had a voice babbling away in my head since I was four. Most of the time it says the stupidest stuff and then calls itself stupid for saying that stuff

There was this one time as a teenager I meditated so hard I somehow shut off my inner monologue and got to experience my thoughts directly, at least until I realized what I was seeing and got excited enough to disrupt the precarious meditative state that got me there. Never managed to replicate it since then.

Unironically, same.

That’s just how it is during a period