Blame the Internet for Man Baby

I’ve always said the internet makes weirdos worse by making them feel okay about their disorders. a person used to have to keep their radically different lifestyles and desires a secret and not even act on them often or ever but with a way to connect with the other .04% (which could be hundreds) of people who share your fruitcakery, its normalized and embraced and the next thing you know you’re studying to be a structural engineer so you can build a giant high chair.

Update from Ashley: Initial reaction was “huh?”. But then I realized – wow – he’s really no different from many men I’ve met in my past – constant need to be coddled, drinking nonstop with a bottle before flatulating, pissing themselves, acting immature, and then shopping at Lowes in their downtime. oh… I forgot “and playing with toys” – I won’t say cars, b/c that’s okay with me, but Xbox and the like…