Misogyny, Robosexual, MGTOW
The day my self-warming, self-cleaning, cyber-flesh, delicate flower soft-robotics sexbot is in mass production is the day all female-kind will question the purpose of their estrogenic tyranny. They say men only care about sex, and the argument has been made that we are hard-wired that way, but more often than not, the mucous membranes, bumps and curves, are ALL THE FEMALE HAS TO OFFER. 23 hours out of the day ya'll had better be, idk, comforting, supportive, interesting, helpful. I may be biased because the only females I have known were kinda shitty in one way or another. I aspire to be the ideal mate, or I did. And yet this stupid hopeless romantic side, even at 45, says SHE IS OUT THERE. Maybe both genders are susceptible to this natural urge? To connect with not the person, but the lesson they provide? eh, porn star in the bedroom, chef in the kitchen, buddy everywhere else, is that too much to ask? I mean, I will work all day for you, because money. I will eat yo...