I would care tremendously if a girl had a skin tag on her butthole.

It would undercut everything I ever thought I knew about her. I would be incapable of loving her. I would probably start convulsing and vomiting and I’d be overcome with the shivers as soon as she told me about the skin tag on her butthole.

I suspect my psyche would be irreparably harmed and I would blame the girl until my dying breath for the damage she inflicted upon me by telling me she has a skin tag on her butthole.

I’d tell everyone in my family and social circle about the girl with the skin tag on her butthole. They would all agree with me that she’s totally disgusting and unworthy of life because she has a skin tag on her butthole. She’d be a secret object of mockery and people everywhere would have to hide their disdain and true feelings about the girl with the skin tag on her butthole.

I really don’t know that I could even consider such a person to be the same species as me.