Anal Sex.

Upon much meditation (or a two-second laugh I had to myself), life is a lot like anal sex. A lot about it is scary and intimidating. If you’re completely unprepared, it’s going to hurt. A lot. You’re blindsided and all of a sudden you’re curled up into a ball on your bed in pain. You want it to go away, but it won’t. It’s pointed straight at you’re ass and there’s nothing you can do.

Until the day you decide to take it. You know you’re getting fuck in the ass, but instead you laugh in the face of the universe. You grin and start to look forward to it. You almost begin to understand how people can even enjoy it. You look at that massive dick that you need to overcome, and realize that you can either deal with it the best you can, or it’s going to fuck you. Hard.

You bend over and growl, “Come on, world! Give me all you got! I’m stronger than you!” And so you take it. You grow confident after your first survival. You realize you’re stronger than everything thrown at you. You smile as the balls smack you in the ass, and even begin to enjoy it. You’re a survivor. No dick is going to ruin your day. No hairy situation will turn you off. No matter how things stand up against you, you will survive.