Growing up and while I was single I was always scared of catching some sh*t. I mean I loved raw dogging. Still do. Even though I thought I did a good job of picking lovers and friendly f*cks you can really never know what a person might have unless you escort them to the clinic and get your hands on their official report. But I don't see anybody going the extra mile.
It seems like today that some people could give a fuck about what they have. As long as they're equipment is still working and they can take a mean pi$$ without screaming their fine with it in some cases. I mean a guy can receive a call from a past jumpoff telling him she has herpes and the guy would be cool with it. Their thought process probably sounds a whole like, "Fuck it. It ain't AIDS. Hmmmm I wonder what the b*tch sucking me off right now got?" It's that trifling sh*t that makes being sexually active a lot like trekking through a jungle barefoot. You don't know what the f*ck you're going to step into.
What do you guys think? Are some people not concerned with what they could possibly have or what their sex partners might have?
Let's talk about it.
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