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Most people use the term Science Fiction in a colloquial manner that means anything that has fantastical elements.

This also presumes that aspects of the root cause are changeable. I grew up with a guy who became an incel in the pure sense, not political sense.

The poor guy was hit with the ugly stick very badly, and then had an accident that left him partially disabled.

When puberty hit and everyone became horny assholes, he had a double whammy of being a horny asshole too, but getting ignored (at best) or out-right derision from the teen girls he expressed interest in. He was also self-aware enough to both know that he was a hypocrite because he only wanted to date an attractive woman, and that he understood that goes both ways (societally and biologically) so he went into a cycle of vocal self-loathing.

You can guess the rest. Those behaviors compounded and altered his personality to the point he was no longer the happy go lucky ugly ass dude and was now the guy who was just as ugly on the inside as the outside and no one wanted to be around that negativity.

I have no idea what happened to him after college as I never went back to my HS town after my parents moved away from it. I would like to think he is doing better with age and therapy, but I doubt it.

And the logo is a scorpion for some reason?

I also fell asleep in the third quarter, but google tells me it was a 19-3 win for the Red Stallions.

Steh auf!

I’ve been in multiple fantasy football leagues over the years that have had teams named “Orange Line Jumper”.

I am checking into a game time bot that will update a post in real-time. Not sure it will be ready this week.

Not much, what’s a gcup with you?

I guess Gregg Williams was inspired by Ted Lasso and went to England?

No, but doctors are generally empathetic people. When I turned 45, I needed the exam for the first time. When I was bottomless and bent over the table, I told my doctor that I was very nervous about it.

He said to just try and relax and he placed a hand on my right should to reassure me. When the exam started, I said I was still nervous and so he placed his other hand on my other shoulder to continue to reassure me.

It’s one more, isn’t it?

I always wonder how long a fresh coat of paint stays clean there. Every picture I’ve seen has moldy and flaking paint.

Is Mattlanta going to be a thing again? I’m here for it.