If their yukking is pissing on your yumming - which is to piss on other people’s pleasures for the sole purpose of hearing your own voice, then I’m yukking too
Adults are talking. In fact, no children should be present here at all. If you got nothing productive to add, pipe down.
Lifestyles exist beyond the ones you’ve personally chosen to enjoy.
You do realize, that not every sign written in another language is talking about you, right? That’s how yr coming off. Tone it back and it’s all good, everyone moves along
I’m not allowed to have an opinion on the matter because it’s not the opinion you agree with?
Classy.
Fella, there are plenty opinions I have, in fact, the majority of opinions I have, and this probably extends out to everyone, that simply aren’t worth sharing as they are subjective choices.
If your choice, this is just an example, is that you only like <165cm blonde lesbians fisting if they’re both wearing black and white bovine mottling, then guy, that’s great for you, but why jam up a conversation with any assertion that only from that perspective is it any good?
There’s a “for you” that’s left out of claims like you made earlier. It’s not that your opinion is wrong, or bad, FOR YOU. It’s wrong, or bad, to take your valuation and apply it as a measure of other people, be that, comparing their opinions of quality against your own, or worse, Imposing your decisions onto others - which humanity has a bad track record with. Way way way way way too many people think their opinions are heaven sent and society should contort itself to their reasonings - rather than subject scarecrow do any introspection or actual acceptance. This pattern, this laziness, just so happens to be insidious and will infect every sphere it can acquire a beachhead, be that, music or art appreciation, sexual preferences or proclivities, which color wireless drill, GM/MOPAR, and every religion to ever exist.
Live and let live amigo. Embrace our differences, without them, we would all be as boring as we all find ourselves (and we all find ourselves boring, we have too, we’re around ourselves more than anyone else: the very definition of mundane).
Who wants to live in a vanilla, homogenous, society where everyone is the same? If I did, I’d move to Alabama and marry a cousin.