April 10, 2018
There was a time when annual events were done to signify something.
A time of great disaster or prosperity, a bitter reminder of a military defeat or a morale-boosting commemoration of a victory, a war hero or a scholarly genius, and of course religion along with harvests.
And now, for the eighth year in a row Belgiums annual dildo and buttplug hunt happened.
All I can feel at this point is a deep disapproval.