a-smol-cunt:

Unfriendly reminder that your boner does not equal my desire.

Even a very large screen is a very small window into someone else’s life.  Even assuming a blogger was horny when they took their photo or wrote their post, it’s pretty likely they’re no longer horny when you respond to it.

And while you might be sunk deep in the erotic alt-reality of horniness, chances the subject of your horniness is back in the every-day world where your boner or ladyboner isn’t going to feel like a priority.

Add in the fact that they might not know you from Janet or Brad, your boner may be even less, um, inspiring.

At best your boner is an opportunity… like an opportunity to borrow a lawnmower.  Opportunities aren’t obligations, though, are they?  

So here’s how that opportunity thing can not work out.  

Claude: Hey, baby, I’ve got a big lawnmower out in my truck, want me to mow your lawn?
Claudette: No thanks, not interested right now.
Claude: Bitch, the other day you posted how hot you were to get your lawn mowed
Claudette: Aww, honey, right after I posted that I went and mowed it myself.  The lawn won’t need mowing again for weeks!

See the problem?  Even if Claude and Claudette have known each other for years the timing still might not work out.

And if Claude’s some random follower who’s just driving by, Claudette’s probably going to want to know him a lot better before she lets him just run his mower over her lawn.

And that’s just talking about mowing a lawn!  Show up with a boner or ladyboner you’re going to need a hell of a lot more of an introduction, aren’t you?