There are days that I think to myself (as one does), that maybe if I'd become a rabid scrapbooker, I wouldn't have a vocabulary now expanded by two words that I never really wanted. Ever.
I...yeah. Show me your Science Guy slash fanart and I do not pale. I laugh at Goofus/Gallant BDSM. I even get through Care Bear porn. I have seen hell, and it is nifty's ominsexual superhero porn with added kryptonite lactation and I did not cry.
(Yes, it's there. No, really. Kryptonite lactation. I mean--how could you see that coming?)
But I seriously, seriously did not need typevoring. I just didn't.