This gooning ritual that you have with me has manifested into something bigger than you had ever imagined it would be. You find yourself canceling plans, distracted at work and it's safe to say that I am your sexual orientation. Especially now that you've dedicated a sanctuary for me in your room: The Goon Cocoon.

You slink away to it every evening to worship at my glowing alter. A beauty so powerful, that it's destroyed your chances of ever having sex. How could anyone compare to my perfection and power? You're best suited here, deep in the cocoon, spiraling forever downward ... Show more