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[thedreamisdead]

[There's no getting around it. It's an essay. About the dangers of sugar abuse on your health, linked to several medical articles. In it, she links the abuse of sugar to depression, diabetes, dopamine imbalances, fueling cancer cells and making tumors more aggressive, impotence, increased risk of heart attacks and heart disease, increased inflammation leading to joint pain and arthritis, increased risk of strokes, kidney failure, and rotting teeth.

Included in her essay is a list of signs of sugar abuse, including false teeth, rotten teeth, pupil dilation, jitteriness, mid-afternoon 'crashes', and other symptoms.

She wraps up with a plea for people to seek help and rehabilitation for their addictions and avoid anyone who might try to push such addictive substances on them.]

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[lovernotafighter]

[Boring boring boring. Tucker skimmed it for a few seconds because what could keep his attention that long until he saw--]

Impotence?!?

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[thedreamisdead]

There's a gene, it's called SHBG. Sex Hormone Binding Globulin. When your liver breaks down sugar and certain artificial sweeteners, it deactivates the SHBG gene, leading to lower sexual hormone levels.

For you, that leads to a lower libido or even total erectile dysfunction.

For women, that can lead to infertility, uterine cancer, or polycystic ovaries.

[Time to nail it home. Tucker's an easy one, at least judging from what she's seen on the comms.]

Have you ever noticed a... lack of desire a few hours after ingesting high levels sugar? Perhaps while you're crashing?

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[lovernotafighter]

[Total. Erectile. Dysfunction. Were those real words or something out of his nightmares? Lower libido seemed impossible; even halved, he'd just be on the same field as the normal person. But a dick that didn't work? That's like having a bottle opener when everything was just in cans.]

J-just because you use science blah blah words doesn't make it true, you know. My stuff works fine.

[Other than a little quick trigger.

The question made him think, and he...wasn't sure. He hadn't really thought of it before and fuck, what if it was true?! What if--

Nope. NOOOPE.]

I'm ALWAYS full of desire. You're just trying to psych me out.

[thedreamisdead]

I'm merely concerned for the health of my teammates.

[It's a good thing he can't see her wolfish smile.]

I mean, and don't take this as an endorsement, but you could always test it out. Then again, who knows if this next time will be the last time, since your SHBG levels might not be recovering.

[lovernotafighter]

[Yeah, he believed that about as much as he believed it when Caboose said he didn't set the kitchen on fire for the fifth time that week.]

Is your whole purpose in life just to give me nightmares?!

[thedreamisdead]

I don't know. Have I ruined tight leather for you yet?

[lovernotafighter]

[Dammit....]

Not yet, but getting closer.

[Okay, that was a lie.]

[thedreamisdead]

Think of it this way. If you continue along this path of substance abuse, then one of these days, you're going to sweep your eyes over me while I'm tending to something and you won't even pause.

[lovernotafighter]

J-Fucking-C.

Nope. Nope. I don't believe that. Not happening. CAN'T happen.