Basically the issue with Kevvy is that he is autistic and his special interest is sex, especially weird, degenerate things to do with sex. The desire to DO it isn't there because he's fucked his body up, but he spends so much time thinking about it and talking about it, it's more stimulating for his brain than... whatever is down there.
Reminds me more of being a middle schooler, where we'd come up with degenerate ideas for sex acts that none of us had any actual interest in doing.
Please don't give him ideas.
Jen, is that you?
And meanwhile, on the same schoolyard, the middle school girls were giggling over who among them just got their first "training" bra and hoping no one elbowed them in the very painful boob buds that just appeared on their chest one day.
This, exactly. He's like those train autists who know every model and make of every train and they collect pictures and scale models and go to the tracks to watch them and can tell every model apart and all that shit but are not train engineers or have ever worked or done anything actually related to trains profesiononally - they're just hobbyists.
Not a fetish.Spoiler: Kevin's computer with NSFW stickers
Goddamn that’s a spitting image. Good spot!
Why? Why does God make us suffer so? He has zero redeeming features. The man even has botched bolt-ons and a stinkditch tighter than Barbie’s. Shotgun therapy would have saved the government thousands.
Horny + Politics on main strikes again, and boy, "stop calling us groomers" + *hardcore fetish tweets* is a fucking take.
NO ASS
Man, I keep trying to wrap my head around this, trying to find the logic which Kevin somehow manages to arrive at this conclusion, and the only thing I got is that Kevin is just so delusional that he doesn't even register reality.
