When I was in first grade I loved girls which was not a thing you wanted to say at the time as you would get a thorough beat down as being a sissy. So I pretended I did not like girls and made up a meaningless word for them which I am not sure where I got it, but calling them "corroded" caused an explosion of anger and resentment that swelled to a point that the teacher forced me to stop saying the word and write it 100 times on the blackboard, even staying after school to finish the cruel punishment.
The next day in the school yard I called the girls corroded and they said they were going to kiss me so I ran away, but not fast enough that they couldn't catch me and I got kissed by every girl in the first grade, some more than once.
It was all worth it and one of the high low points in my life. To this day I still love women, though I am not loved in return to the same degree. If I called a woman corroded now, I would have my blog taken down, be fired from my job, and be made persona non grata, which I pretty much already am.
How times have changed.
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