Silicone Love Update…
It’s so sad, I almost want to cry… Just read about poor “Davecat” and his misunderstood “Shi-chan“…
“I don’t really like leaving the house as it is, and since people seem largely averse to the concept of lifesized Dolls, taking Shi-chan with me is obviously a big risk for the pair of us.”
Could it be that the internet “community” has quite possibly maligned consumers of what I shall now call “female substitutes“? I mean, if a woman is allowed to use vibrators of all sizes and shapes, why is it so bizarre that a man ejaculate into a huge mass of rubber and metal in the shape of a woman? I can’t get my head around the idea of an inanimate object being some sort of “companionship“. I just… well, I just can’t… regardless of the shape that object takes. Call me wacky. Call me old-fashioned.
I imagine all manner of headgear, chalkboards scrawled full of equations and calculations, half-eaten pizza boxes strewn about the room…some kind of bizarre cyber-geeks who will come up with the next generation of A.I. that will finally destroy the world once and for all. Warren from “Buffy the Vampire Slayer“ comes to mind actually. No sir! Politicians and “the government” will become a minute fear in the light of “rights” for robot companions and their subsequent squeezing out of the human race for their own nefarious plans.
Good Christ. I dunno… To each his own. Maybe I’m missing something here. Maybe I should try one of these necro-silicone party dolls before I hastily judge our rubber-racial couples… Ha ha… just kidding. Regardles of how much of an anti-social narcissist I may be, I’ll stick with humans and pets for companionship.
Yes. I know. The creepy factor has risen to new levels here on joeblog. Huzzah!
