That doesn’t involve either masturbating or going to the bathroom.
Mine is leaving Facebook. 4 days ago it has passed its permanent deletion date, so I can no longer recover it. I’ve been on it for 5 years and have been off and on it a little longer beforehand. Yes it sucks that by deleting my Facebook, I’ve closed off the connection to my locals who are on there, who I haven’t seen in 3 1/2 years because I moved.
However, I have tried giving them alternatives to keep in touch but they seemed glued to the platform. Not budging, not caring, though I didn’t want to be around anymore.
I was tired of the ads that I had to keep closing, I was tired of the YouTube shorts-ripoff always shoved in my face that I had to keep closing. I was tired of seeing notifications to things that either didn’t exist or was already read but I got a notification for anyways. I was tired of being recommended people I have had no intention of adding. I was tired of FB Dating, on my phone, making up a number to get me to use it again.
I was just so tired of all of this degradation that FB has become over the years to where it was outweighing whatever use I thought that there was with it.


I was going to say masturbate. I can’t say masturbate? I’ll just say masturbate. Doesn’t have to be physical! I can masturbate online, too. I can masturbate in my mind, in my thoughts, in my dreams, in my social interactions, I can masturbate in a thousand ways and more. We all can! We all do.
Arnold? Dat you?
70’s Arnold was a whole different beast.