I mate with females in the pursuit of a scientific theory I have posed myself. And thus I sugar date. A transaction which on the surface appears a commercial compromise to vanilla dating, is not as risky as prostitution which is legal here in New Zealand. But lo and behold. The shit test is alive and kicking in the bowl, with equal the ferocity of the entitlement syndrome in vanilla dating. Which I in turn deftly fend off. The lesson to learn my friends, is that nature has endowed them with the expectation of protection and us with the urge to protect. Which MUST be neutralised in gynocentric capitalism if one is to excel in the competitive world that follows this virus.

PS: Abusive replies that impose shit testing type dramas on me get blocked. This is a purely informational post. Not an invitation to tell me how to live.