playing easy to get

[slop slinger]

every buffoonish balding out of shape 2000s sitcom male lead with a deadend career and, nonetheless, a certain je ne sais quoi charisma (in gen X eyes at least), needs his borderline stacylite LTR. they see this moid propoaganda and think they can bag anyone. They're not even living breathing humans, just the deepstate emanation of no strings attached, stable, simple, straightforward moid mediocrity in the form of a human body for a beautiful woman to instrumentalize.