Trolls R Us Resurrections

I’m a happily married man, I do not need and do not want female attention from anyone not my wife. (And apparently I am mistaken for a woman online most of the time anyway, LOL, I take it as a compliment.)

If I side with women it’s because it seems like the right thing to do.

I didn’t make that claim. I know lots of feminist men, some of whom are happily partnered with women, and some of whom are gay. I think they take those positions because they believe them.

I was just trying to translate what Chela said into English.

Let me try:

“Trollio, troillio, wherefore art thou Trollio?”

Ooops. My translator seems to be stuck in Shakespearean English. I’ll try it again later.

:stuck_out_tongue_winking_eye:

Oh no, I got that, I was replying to your hypothetical, I knew you wouldn’t think that in a million years. :laughing:

Y’know, there are a lot of folks here whose gender I’m unsure of. Am I supposed to wait to decide whether I agree with what they’re saying until I find out? Or are my reasons for doing so in a state of quantum superposition until I find out, and if I find out that one of the people I’ve been agreeing with is a woman, my agreement is retroactively determined to be that I’m trying to angle for some nookie?

Sorry, rules are rules.

Well duh. What else could it mean.

So…Schr ödinger’s Incel?

Are all y’all Stateside dopers hooking up to bang offline? Is that why MsClaws/Blondie/Beer thinks this is some kind of dating forum?

Am I missing out by being on the other side of the world … oh, and happily monogamously married?

Straight Dope and Chill

We’re too busy coordinating our liberal echo chambers and selling underage sex workers through furniture outlets to hook up.

Speak for yourself. There’s a dope orgy this Thursday.

Offline?

Dang it. I thought it was still at Comet Pizza.

Yeah, but all orgies are pretty dope.

Damned if I know. But the only meetup I’ve been part of had no sex either involved or discussed, though there were people of two genders present.

Amazingly, despite the gender mix (even combined with the presence of beer), we were able to find other things to talk about.

Hey! You forgot to tell me where!

My last Doper meetup included a Down Under man, if ya know what I mean.

So we’re not talking about the one-day reappearance, meltdown, and disappearance of the poster who longs for imaginary days in the past? Okay, fine. I was going to go to the end of the thread today (I couldn’t stand it any more yesterday) to see what the outcome was. Now I’ll never know.

The outcome is “it never happened.”

The outcome is …

they’re out of here.