Christian starts stalking her and pressuring her to engage in—and I do not mean this to sound in any way judgmental—sicko pervert sex.
I wonder how long before it wouldn’t even occur to an...er...essayist to make this joke.
Barry’s riffage on the 50,000 watt hormone transmitter (his dog) is literally LOL!
I died laughing. Posting this from the grave:
Years ago I had a female German shepherd puppy named Shawna….one spring day, BAM, Shawna became a woman... The male dogs were, like, “I gather from the odor you are emitting that you are receptive to having sex with a male!” And Shawna was, like, “That is correct! I very much desire to be mounted from the rear ‘doggie-style’ and I do not care by whom!” This went on for several tense days. And then, BAM, Shawna was over it… and the males disappeared, and shortly thereafter Shawna was fixed and she never heard from the male dogs again, not even a postcard. Unfortunately, human sexuality does not work this way, except on Jersey Shore.