I wish I would have played basketball when I was out. It's a lot more funner.

The inability to identify with the encompassing and potent womb of his mother leaves a male child traumatically isolated, helpless, not entirely born, or briefly born and then “killed” by envious males intent upon destroying “womblings.”

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Tare an' ouns, man! And is it meself that'll be caring what ye may or may not be?