CHILDREN. Just call it like it is, Fucking CHILDREN. Your title says it all. They. Are. Barely. Prepubescent. Our worldwide fascination with popping baby cherries is how we end up justifying calling babies “underage women.”

FUCK YOU already, gentlemen. FUCK YOU.

As someone who suffered at the hands of a horny older brother who told me he was “just getting me ready for dating,” I am quite sure that he was able to justify his actions later using carefully choreographed language.

I recommend you watch this:

George Carlin’s piece on “soft language” says it all. We prefer to soft pedal hard truths because we cannot face reality.