I used to worry about what women would think when they saw my home, but it turned out that none of them ever see it at all so I might as well be true to myself and collect all the My Little Ponies.
My husband was worried about bringing me to his apartment for the first time when we were dating because it was filled with tarantulas, scorpions, and snakes. Did not bother me in the slightest and I really got into keeping them too. I did put my foot down on centipedes though because fuck that (too fast, too hot).
I used to worry about what women would think when they saw my home, but it turned out that none of them ever see it at all so I might as well be true to myself and collect all the My Little Ponies.
I’m a married man in a great relationship. Our office is covered with My Little Pony merch and posters.
She thought it was weird, but she liked it because it was weird.
Being anti-brony is a symptom of toxic masculinity. The Internet went after that fandom in a way I haven’t seen since furries.
My (now) wife freaked out coming to my apartment the first time. Turns out, she’s a huge Rush fan:
In my living room at the time:
All I hear is “Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
70% sure she just married me for the TV.
Maybe it was her first time seeing moving pictures? 😏
“Honey, will you marry me?”
um, I dunno…
“If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.”
My husband was worried about bringing me to his apartment for the first time when we were dating because it was filled with tarantulas, scorpions, and snakes. Did not bother me in the slightest and I really got into keeping them too. I did put my foot down on centipedes though because fuck that (too fast, too hot).
Too… hot…?
Don’t kink-shame.