Should I be concerned?

[J]

My husband and his sexy Soviet co-worker are casually having a conversation about torturing people with a sandblaster then rubbing salt & spices on the bare flesh for tenderness & flavour. There was also something about how the pain & agony supposedly makes the flesh taste better, and then inviting some cannibals over for a BBQ to roast the now nicely seasoned human alive along with a pig followed by a blind taste test to see if people really taste like pork.

And this is not even the most disturbing thing I've heard them joke about today!

[muse]

[Raw Shark]

Perfectly normal, perfectly healthy. Except for the cholesteral, that's not healthy.

I mean, I'm not endorsing homicide by any means, but if you encounter a human who has suffered extreme misfortune, may as well use all that meat...

[muse]

In all seriousness, and in my professional opinion, you should be fine as long as your love triangle doesn't become an overlapping Venn diagram of love polygons.

[The Infidel]

I've heard that fear and stress makes the meat less tender. Something to do with cortisol. That's why good butchers try to kill the animal before it knows it. I think torture induses a lot of fear and stress.

[muse]

That's all part of a religious conspiracy to sell Kosher and Halal food. In reality, the fear & agony of death releases a bunch of hormones which make the meat more textured & flavourful, it's why cats often play with their food in all kinds of cruel ways, they know, nature knows, orcas do it too.

[Raw Shark]

In all seriousness, and in my professional opinion, you should be fine as long as your love triangle doesn't become an overlapping Venn diagram of love polygons.

Yeah, I tried polyamory for about a year once. We all knew each other. Had lunch, shot some pool. It was physically, emotionally, and financially exhausting. Though the way the hostess looked at me after I brought both girls to the same sushi bar on the same day (lunch and dinner; what can I say, we all liked sushi) was priceless. None of the three of us made it weird, they each had another partner when we met and the two of them got weird. The main problem was that the three of us in the middle were eyeballs deep in sex and companionship and the other two got envious. Our helpful suggestion that they start banging each other was not met with enthusiasm.