Sorry, just had to get that out of my system.
Having actually seen a
real-life honest-to-God video of a centipede crawling out of a man's urethra, I figured I'd be pretty okay with this ep, and I was right. I think I'd probably feel differently if I had a cock, though. As it was, pure schadenfreude. Sorry guys, but Montrith is a beautiful creature and brought me great joy with this.
I did get upset at the idea of someone being grody enough to not notice maggots on food until jerking off with it, but felt better when I realized it was fiction. Still kinda skeeves me that someone would fantasize about that level of filth, though, I've watched too much Hoarders to parse someone feeling anything but disgust at that kind of environment.
The dorms in Hawaii were terminally infested with ants. Seriously. They were everywhere. I got to a point where I was literally flicking ants off of my hand while at the computer every ten seconds and somehow parsing it as normal (I was under a LOT of stress that semester). I still sometimes realize out of the blue that I lived like that for months and try to figure out how the hell it didn't bother me, but I guess it would have been fucking Nirvana to these people.
