What you need, my friend, is a slump buster. Casual sex with a woman you otherwise wouldn’t be interested in. I don’t know if it’s a sixth (or 7th or 8th) sense that women have, but they can tell if you’ve gotten any recently. If you have, it makes you more desirable. Alternatively, a good wank before going out in public, but that’s not nearly as effective. I ended many droughts with a slump buster back in my single days.

I’ve been approached by a woman exactly one time. We’ve now been married for 21 years.

Ok, I don’t feel so bad now. Your obsession goes WAY beyond mine. But I need to go throw out my blue bulb 🤢

He’d be a hero who got fucked by tariffs. Instead he’s a villain who got fucked by tariffs.

In an alternate universe where the world is logical, insurrections are terrorism and firebombing teslas is patriotism.

I used to do that, but I’m wondering if that was part of me developing my current condition.

I’m picturing that Pablo Escobar Narcos meme