Andrew Zonenberg on Nostr: I think the time has come to share a tradition that me and a bunch of friends have ...

I think the time has come to share a tradition that me and a bunch of friends have that we hope catches on more broadly.

It all started when a catgirl friend asked me to drive her to one of her surgeries. I couldn't make it because it was a work day and short notice, but I did show up a day or two beforehand with a good luck/get-well-soon gift basket consisting of a bunch of popcorn balls and a pair of scissors...

Plus the largest cone of shame I could find. I didn't think it would fit as it was mostly a joke, but I was pleasantly surprised to get a picture a few days later of her wearing it post-op.

Well, a year later I asked her to drive me to a vasectomy clinic because my wife was busy watching the kid.

After the procedure she sent me home with the very same cone (which I guess makes cis me an honorary catgirl?)

That cone is now a traveling relic with a long history. Every time someone gets bottom surgery, they are crowned Bearer of the Cone until they have the privilege of passing it on