I think a lot of catholics liked dudes.
Usually they were under 4ft tall, though.
Bible dont say nothing about altar boys.
Kind of like the Quran with goats and 9 year old girls.
“Its not wrong if this 2000 year old book doesnt mention it”
AFAIK a lot of Catholics still like dudes… dudes dressed up as chicks with all the trimmings.
I threatened to rape a dude at work once. He thought it would be funny to be snarky cuz I was transfered to the outside division where they keep all the people that can’t play nice with others.
So as I was introduced to the crew, he goes “Dead man walking…” and I immediately snapped back “you’re getting fucking raped for that.”.
We all go about our way, and apparently he was pretty rattled by that, cuz he wanted to be a prison gaurd but the big bad murderers & stuff were mean to him.
So every chance I got when his hood was down I’d sneak up behing him and softly growl stuff like “I hope you didn’t eat burritos last night…” or “I’m all out of lube, so we’re gonna have to use your tears, pillow biter.”. 
After about a month he put in his 2 weeks notice and never came back.
That’s pretty fucking dark. Lol
I find it odd how I 100% disagree with you on so much of what you say and 100% agree with you on so much of what you say. It’s a bit of a mindfuck for me.
I do have some dark parts. I buffer them with humor, but they’re there. Very very dark. 
← my soul. 
The yin to my yang.
The gosh to my dang!
That’s the trick. I never threatened to rape a guy at work because there is always so much bravado and bullshit tossed around in kitchens that that wouldn’t work, but I could be wierd enough to plant the seed and then back off.
I have a reputation for being the nicest guy in the kitchen and getting along with anybody, but occasionally someone unlikeable comes in, and then it’s game on.
For instance, I used to work with a dude who pulled the same tough guy act like pulling out product and critizing it compared to the standards of his previous jobs, rationing rags for line cooks but not for him since he was a sous chef, demanding that the line was silent unless we were talking about food, shit like that. And I didn’t like it, so I decided to fuck with him.
Telling him he smelled nice randomly, when he came to taste my sauces I grabbed a spoon and fed it to him to taste instead of letting him taste my mise, whenever I had to pass and say “behind” I gave him a gentle brush on the small of his back, stuff like that.
Stage one complete. He’s confused and slightly nervous. Anyone he complains to says that dosen’t sound like me.
Next step, get in his head in work-adjacent environments. Staff is at a bar after work? Offer to buy him a drink and get us two espresso martinis. Run into him in the bathroom, ask a question about food and start pissing in the same urinal as him. Get the cholos in the kitchen to tell him he looks like a mouse, but a “what’s the word?Sexy?”
Anyway, he quit. I never threatened to rape him, but the pucker factor was cranked up to 11.
My evil version would be a either a hand full of hair or hand squeezing back of the neck saying “Yeah, put your mouth on it… there ya go”.
I escalated it to the point where he just stopped checking my station. First time I did the whole “Dude, it’s here on the spoon, just taste it.”
Then started cupping my hand under the spoon going to his mouth. Once I said “Here comes the air plane!” He did not like that.
The final straw was when he had it in his mouth and I said “Good girl,” right as he swallowed. He turned red and stormed off.
. Infantilization for the win!
The Bulls got in Alonzo Mourning’s head by telling him that Rodman wanted to bang him. Rodman had no idea, but had a head cold, was breathing heavy.
Mourning kind of wilted.
Allegedly - I saw it on TikTok.
I find you a bit more terrifying now…
It’s fine, my YouTube feed doesn’t know what to make of me either.
To me, it depends on the mindset and the context. If it’s not tied to guilt, shame, or addiction, I don’t see it as a big deal morally or spiritually.