Whoever has never said the title phrase in their short or long life, can move to Facebook, play solitaire or go back to a boring Excel sheet, like certain friends who are smiling right now, caught red-handed in this little relaxation in his office.
The rest, mortal beings designed to react to life with the most natural gesture of joy, sadness, anger, fear or disgust, welcome to the Earth ship, where reproduction is one hundred percent sexualized and we all have fun very close from the evacuation zone, and even in or around it.
Come? Instinctively they turned their noses and separated their eyes from the screen a few millimeters. Everyone betrays their real limits in fractions of a second... and that has not yet invented a digital olfactory application nor can the brain voluntarily evoke a smell.
Not for nothing, disgust is one of the six basic universal emotions described by scholar Paul Ekman, along with the five mentioned above. AHA! I caught a few going back to count... and yes, I only wrote five because I want to talk to you about the sixth as soon as your eyebrows lower and Sachiel stops smiling slyly.
Many famous analysts say that disgust and surprise are emotions linked to survival: while the first protects from real or illusory damage by lowering the heart rate, the second triggers an adrenaline rush that can save or damn you in seconds.
The funny thing is that we don't always feel repulsed or amazed at the same things. Circumstances modulate our reaction and sometimes can even transform it into pleasure, although later we feel double disgust for having put on a depressing spectacle, like making out with a person you hate under the effect of a cowardly Planchao.
Have you never heard a puritan say that he dislikes So-and-so or Zutana because they are this or dressed as that? And yet he remains looking at them with hypnotic attention longer than is prudential or polite. And what about the "disgust" towards ex-lovers after begging for years for a few crumbs of their affection, or enjoying their honey until falling without strength at least once magical?
Forgive me how much burning brain is dedicated to studying the most authentic human reactions: My experience indicates that some people call learned fear disgust, as if hobnobbing with difference or accepting their own mistakes endangers their very pure human essence.
And there is more: Certain women tilt their faces before a man with little hair and then rejoice with the baldest part of his anatomy, just as some muscular men hate menstruation, but go down to its source without problem every day.
Another proof of relativity in these dirty matters is that many people are intolerant of urine accumulated in bathrooms or public places and instead enjoy a shower of gold received and/or spilled by their partner, a taste known as urophilia, one of the softer paraphilias in my personal filthy meter.
Others I consider more stinking, like misophilia (sex with very dirty bums or in a garbage dump) and the absolute winner is coprophagy, which yes, yes, is what they thought: eating or smearing what others defecate, and not metaphorically, but in truth, because without that condiment there is no possible pleasure in your erotic menu of the day.
Say it, say it: Yuck! But there are thousands, millions of people in that game, not to mention the experts in bukake and gokkun, Japanese modalities of semen ingestion that involve many men and a single receiving throat, live or recorded... And I write "the" because it is a traditional practice in submissive women, but in the last Havana Art Biennial a photographic series was exhibited in which various donors spread a huge cookie and a handsome dark-haired man, like the ones SexyTemb likes, gobbled it up with sycalyptic devotion...