Ok, so here’s what happened, buddy. Crazy usually means reduced inhibitions. Reduced inhibitions= good in bed because you’re not overthinking, you’re just doing what feels awesome.

Then you go out with a girl that’s not batshit insane and doesn’t go from 0-100 with everyone they bang, right away. You’re disappointed. Why does it feel like this normal girl isn’t obsessed with my body immediately? Why is she holding back? It can’t be you, so you attribute it to her being bad in bed rather than the obvious answer that she’s learning you and isn’t completely comfortable yet.

That kind of stuff comes with time. Unless you’re batshit insane.

Tldr: you rushed it with the “normal girls” and you could probably spend some more time growing close to them before declaring them inferior in bed.

This could have been a real punishment if they made her hand sign a letter to every Georgian over voting age. That’s justice. Let her chatgpt the letter. Also make her sign every single one 5 days a week, 8 hours a day until she’s done.

Cool man. You finally made a comment that made me conjure an image that was so gross that I had to cleanse my palate by reading something more wholesome. I chose your username.

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum, matey.

Right?