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We'd never get anything done. We'd never leave the house. We'd become super irresponsible and almost lose any sense of purpose for living. Why do anything if you have a cocaine pile at your disposal? Why go out and meet new people or try to find love? Why have new experiences, travel, eat cool, interesting foods and have fascinating conversations with exciting people?
It's like this: I've always wanted to try a Fleshlight. Who wouldn't want to try a Fleshlight? But then again, who wants to be someone who has used a Fleshlight? Sure, we can all claim to live in a very sex-positive generation, but there is a major stigma involved with the kind of person who owns a pocket vagina. Say the words “Fleshlight owner” out loud, and you'll automatically picture some chunky men's rights activist in a “Take Me to Your Dealer” t-shirt who lives at home and works in middle management at a Best Buy.
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