For the very same reason I don’t get along with girls/women. I am not polite, I don’t care, I am easily entertained, just about everything flies. Sitting talking about “what size is my dick”, “what’s the smallest you’ve had”, “the biggest”, “you wanna know some old memories about sharing a room”, talking about wanting to whip it out to check size… Omfg. Rotflmfao And I can see having to explain to my husband, “you know what we did today..?” Oh he would strangle someone.
Told the boys once I was called a starfish. The reason was for the fact my ex was just too small… Nick then says, “Like that starfish in Finding Nemo? ‘What’s going on here?’ ” Started laughing I just about spit my tea everywhere. Then he says, “Stay golden ponyboy.”