I... I thought it was all one big, super happy joke. Like, I thought we all agreed in the back of our minds that whenever we said "husbando," it was all in innocent, hilarious, immature jest. I thought it was like saying "I'm a secret agent/ninja/pirate/what have you," and no one was really serious about it.

Yesterday, I found myself in a conversation with a girl that, although eloquently versed, wants Grimmjaw to eat her out.

Like, sex-wise. The jaw thing.

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Sex-wise; she said "fantasy." I swear to God.

I'm sorry, but I've been kicked there, and that hurt like Hell. You want to set a goddamn bear-trap on it?!?! Holy fucking shit, lady.

And I went along with this conversation for a little while longer. At that point, I think I had to. Then I discovered she was rather serious.

I wanted to cry.

A lot.

So like... Lyserg = husbando, ya? But like... Holy shit. I can't say that now. It's not like anyone in their right minds (despite popular belief, I'm totally in my right mind, especially in my refusal to do it with someone with green fucking hair). Lyserg = Imajinerii furendo.

Or some shit like that.

I hope to God I never sounded like Mrs. Grimmjaw a minute in my life.
I do love people can have "moe" conversations with though.

But please don't get it on with 2D people. Please, guys. You'll get paper cuts where you certainly don't need them.

And then you'll be left with your dignity. Whatever's left of it.