I felt like I wanted to know more but was unsure of my approach. I know that sounds crazy coming from a cougar, but this guy was wearing body armor. Even for my kind that posed a challenge. Undeterred, I decided to go for the obvious and meet him at his level. Relate to him, if you will.
If memory serves me correctly, “Hey daddy, I’m a twin” was my first ever comment to him on a post of his about being a hemorrhoid sufferer. I actually wanted to tell him to think about losing the metal pants if he really wanted to manage the problem, but I thought that might be too familiar, too soon.
And you know, I’m glad I took the approach I did. Twindaddy connected almost instantly, guns firing erratically in all directions, falling over himself through a series of replies about his name having to do with actually having twin boys and being a proper daddy, not THAT kind of daddy.
I still don’t know how he managed to type his
lies replies so fast and furious in those damn gloves, but that’s just one more of his endearing qualities. I was won over.
Thank you, Twindaddy, for inviting me to share this story, and for Stuphblog, a safe space in which to literally or figuratively remove our armor,
touch expose ourselves and discover others.