All of the comments here are reminding me of how life was 20 years ago and also before I was married with kids.
I genuinely don’t fucking care how feminine somebody thinks something I’m doing is if I’m comfortable or enjoying myself. I’ll drink pink drinks all day if it fucking tastes good LMLML bro.
Give me a phone that’s 1.5 cm thick (before the camera bump) and lasts two days and I’ll buy fucking 10 of them.
JUST STOP. MAKING. THEM. THINNER.