commented on God Is Into Chastity Play
Porn pre-dates the Old Testament. Actually, maybe the whole Big Bang thing was just a single God Wad after he'd watched some awesome God Pron, and we're still flying through the air, but very close to hitting God's Shower Floor and being swished down God's Drain. So I guess what I'm saying is the looming extinction of the Bengal Tiger is not that big a deal. Watch porn to create your own universe, but you'll also be cruelly killing it.
commented on Savage Love Letters of the Day: Reader Advice Round-up
I have to disagree with the conclusion of the last comment, about Trump supporters at a gay wedding. They won't view it as "gay people are just fine and wonderful so we should support them." They'll view it as "we went to a gay wedding so we're not homophobes, and they were happy and getting married so anti-LGBQT discrimination doesn't occur and we don't need to do anything to support them."
Dec 23, 2016
commented on Savage Love Letter of the Day: New To America & Ready To Get Laid
This makes me have so much sympathy for all of the mostly brown skinned men who ring the edges of dance floors in San Francisco, staring a little too much at all the mostly white and East Asian girls on the dance floor. (I still don't want to talk to the guys, but I really sympathize.)
I'm assuming this guy has brown skin, which may require a different approach to picking girls up, particularly if he's looking to date ladies who don't have brown skin.
My advice: get a really good haircut and nice clothes. Go out with a group of fun people who are of a variety of races and has mixed men and women. Don't try very hard to pick people up. Just have fun with them, and practice being flirty with people you have no intention of dating. Flirt with old ladies on the bus (not sexually, just fun). They'll love it, and you'll get better at it.
Dec 15, 2016
commented on Savage Love Letter of the Day: Mistakes Were Made (Math Remains Hard)
Liberal grammar police should come ride the bus in Oakland. They could grit their teeth over all the mistakes in "Where you at?", and then silently scold themselves that Ebonics is a valid and valuable dialect worthy of respect not scorn. The self-loathing could spiral out of control.