Forgive me for victim-blaming, there, Snowflake, but am I the one who made a droll-yet-combative post in a subreddit dedicated to defending my unpopular opinion?

I don't care if you munch minge or crunch cock. I don't care if you have tattoos or lip discs or those old-school pasties with tassels that just start a-twirlin' when you shuffle your gams in a pile of salt. It's your body. It's your decision how to decorate or desecrate it and which is which.

But to say you don't do any of it for the attention is like saying you don't wipe your ass to get shit off of it. Of course you do. I wouldn't have a big, green, pissed-off fairy sitting on a magic mushroom with a burning molotov tattooed on my arm if only I were the one looking at it.