So I was writing a novel, and autism began fondling my attention span until I gave up

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Ugh. I was in the midst of a plot that turned into a cluster fuck of inconsistencies. For example. Two heterosexual female friends talk with one another about guys as they massage each other's vaginas. But wouldn't that make them bisexuals? They're not. They despise faggots and dykes. They just like to rub each other's vaginas. Ugh.

Then their boyfriends, Hank and Chuck. They, too, confide in with one another about sports and gaming as they stroke each others' penises. Also, both are Neo-Nazi members. They hate niggers, faggots, and Toyota automobiles. But have a weakness for stroking one another's penises.

And so, these inconsistencies raised many questions later on in the story and were difficult to explain. However, it is a science fiction tale. They're on a spaceship headed to another galaxy to bring peace and understanding and making sure their new friends aren't misled in any way that could harm future relations between the constellations.

Ugh. Writer's block on steroids.

 

[Chadeep]

Why do they hate Toyota Automobiles. Hoes willl betray you but never a Toyota. Japanese Engineering at its finest.

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Why do they hate Toyota Automobiles. Hoes willl betray you but never a Toyota. Japanese Engineering at its finest.

Exactly. Another discrepancy with the story. Makes no damn sense whatsoever. Toyota's are good cars! Wtf. Why include that inside such a category? As if the characters are projecting something new to hate. Smh. I'm disappointed.