I mean, Jesus, who gives a fuck about sex?! People act like it’s the most important thing humans do, but come on. How can our sentient fucking lives revolve around something slugs can do. I mean, who you want to screw and whether you screw them? Those are important questions, I guess. But they’re not that important. You know what’s important? Who would you die for? Who would you wake up at five forty-five in the morning for even though you don’t even know why he needs you? Whose drunken nose would you pick?!