Er, like, so totally NOT.

I’m talking about a character sketched by Girl With A One Track Mind:

This was, after all, the man who when his orgasm was achieved, would stand up, put his clothes on, and tell me he had to leave. When I pointed out that I was pre-orgasmic, and needed some relief, he responded with,

“I’m sure you can sort yourself out.â€?

Well yes, of course I can, multiple times over, but that’s not the fucking point, is it?

No. No, it isn’t.

A sad day for all manhood when this feller’s parents neglected to drown him in the slop bucket.