People ask me all the time, “do you ever get photos sent in that squick you out?” Earlier today I got a letter from a friend who was out doing some hiking, and somehow he got a common dog tick on his genitals. Being the BME/HARD type, he left it there for three days as the little vampire sucked away at him, finally becoming totally gorged on his priapism and dropping off — of course this is all documented in lengthy photographic detail. Now, that doesn't phase me at all. Normal.
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