Yes, I’d like a big tiddy sloth demon taking care of me, pretty please

Can I get the man version of that? Kthnx

Ah the dream

This is my life. Plus 2 cats.

Don’t threaten me with a good time!

My wife and I discussed something along these lines today. She said I would probably enjoy a nerdy gamer girl. I told her I’d end up pretty much like the sloth demon victim, completely unchallenged and lazy.

That’s not to say a female gamer couldn’t be a fulfilling, awesome girlfriend for anyone, but I know it wouldn’t be ideal for me.

Demon? Dude this sounds like heaven.

isn’t the embodiement of the sin

So it’s not actually a giant sloth with big titties like I was imagining? 😩

This sounds like a big win. I wasn’t going to cure cancer or be president anyway. At least with the sloth demon, I don’t have to worry about having a job to pay my bills. The demon’s got it covered.

This implies your only worth as a human is what you produce or “accomplish” by other’s standards. It’s not for me personally, but there’s very much validity in a life spent enjoying life, and not just for a future success.

Doesn’t this imply that the world would progress as nornal, just with demons taking care of everything and all the humans just chilling at home? (Assuming the demon actually works and doesn’t just conjure up whatever it needs to take care of you)

I’ll take this one for the team, please send this demon to me.

Being the president isn’t that a good thing these days… Just saying… 😬

Thats called a Blerch.

https://theoatmeal.com/comics/running

Eat the whole cake, eat the whole goddamn thing. You earned it somehow

I feel like a sloth demon would take it a step further. You’d be enticed to napping, until one day you wake up from a nap, your face is wrinkled, every one of your friends has forgotten you, you’re alone with only the sloth demon. Your life has been wasted away lying in bed.

Remember that time you said you were gonna travel? You were gonna go to Japan, you said. Too late now. You’re too tired, you don’t have any money. All you have is the Sloth Demon.

One day, your girlfriend calls you for your third nap of the day, and little do you know, you won’t be awakening from that nap.

Your funeral has no attendees, at most you’re a minor headline on a social media post about mental health. Your girlfriend? Gone, gone to find her next victim. Sloth Demons may not go through as many victims as their lustful cousins, but they get every last morsel out of them.

Yes please.