A variation on that very question has been asked and answered in some detail in the FAQ linked in the blog description.
TL;DR: I don’t hate women. I pick on them because I love them, and they love to be picked.
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Somewhere off-camera, there’s an uptight crab with a little baton and a huge sense of entitlement, chiding her in a Jamaican accent with “This is what happens to daughters of Triton when they sneak off and grow legs behind Daddy’s back!
“And another thing, young lady— why a vagina, hm? Could have just been feet, you know! You don’t need no bajingo to walk around on the land! Who you trying to fool?! From now on, you staying under the sea and away from the D!”