We’re gonna go off script here for a minute. Since it seems like everyone on the internet is all pointing fingers and being sexist today (whoa, big surprise there) we just thought we’d contribute a little something to the fold. (Get it? See what I did there?) In our swinging single days before we were the anti-food blogging cunning linguists that we are today, in a time when cat-themed archetypes were just a trend piece glimmer in Spencer Morgan’s eye this stuff was just called “getting laid” and this kinda bottom feeder last call shit was par for the course. Everyone did it. Not just the dudes. And goddammit we engaged in it as both predator and prey. In fact we were the prey—and by no means unwillingly—more times than we’d ever dare mention. We may have even engaged in the kind of unlawful carnal knowledge that includes, but is certainly not limited to, eating some very vulgar and very disgusting things. Of course if you are interested in hearing more on that send an email as we prefer not to air our dirty laundry in pubic, I mean public.
