You’re a dying breed hubby. Ultrafeminist women like Me are infiltrating the homes of traditional masculine men like you and sexually brainwashing you into the New Feminist Creed. No equality between the sexes. We’ve come to our senses. Boys are weak. Boys are inferior. Boys are meant to serve. And how did I get these thoughts to seep into your traditionally minded head? Easy. I put you to bed and stroked you while you snoozed, whispering sweet feminist poison right into your ear. Now you can’t get hard without it. Subliminal whispering.