That psychotic slimy hymie Johnsmeyer never misses an opportunity to jerk his weensy pud and self-flagellate after I and a couple of other poasters poasted a thimble-full of flippant "I've given up"-coded "Just be tall" poasts after experiencing legitimate frustration having metric tons of solid dating advice, given for years, outright ignored by people that I am convinced more just want to performatively whip themselves into a gay gnomic frenzy and be creepy rather than actually talk to women and put themselves out there
At that moment, I realized perhaps some people don't want to be helped and instead just get off on imagining other people cuckolding them. Why? I don't know. I poasted here as a young man. It was unfathomable. I am older now, it still is unfathomable, but at least I know for certain now that I am not the insane one