Anyway, like I was telling raffle, you see a male reproductive organ and the first thing that pops in your head shouldn’t automatically be nom nom baby need his oral fixation… persay. It’s like when I see a male reproductive organ I consider myself a pretty rational male reproductive organ seer. It’s like hmm, well that is male reproductive organ — that is all I’m thinking initially. Hmm, that is a male reproductive organ whose presence I am aware of — doesn’t mean it’s automatically going in my mouth, and it doesn’t mean it’s not either, because I am a reasonable individual capable of independent thought outside of any male reproductive organ prejudice and/or society’s male reproductive organ conditioning.