In the past couple years, I've noticed a trend on my Facebook feed and in the Internet think pieces I read: countless treatises in praise of introverts. There's so much talk about why introverts are the best. Now, I am without a doubt an extrovert, but I'm cool with any group of people highlighting their virtues. I'm especially cool with an underrepresented group (like the usually less-outspoken introverts) highlighting their virtues. Moreover, I can absolutely see the real value in some of these pieces in their ability to let the extroverts of the world know, "Hey, we introverts communicate and function in different ways. Let me tell you about it." Great stuff; so what's the problem?
So, so many of these pieces hinge themselves on the fine qualities of introvertsin contrast to extroverts, who are painted as prattling, oafish, self-absorbed dummies. Dudes. Come on. You're better than that. And, sorry, but you don't get to corner the market on being deep, thoughtful, and good listeners.
When it comes down to it, very few people are complete introverts or total extroverts. Most people are a varied mix of both with tendencies toward one or the other. But since I feel I've seen so many glowing reviews of introverts, I'd like, if I may, to extol the virtues of my fellow extroverts... and how that relates to our sexual prowess.
Oh yeah. It just got real.
Extroverts have a lot to bring to the table (or to whatever surface you're going to get nasty on). We're not a bunch of one-dimensional, brassy partiers with no interest in genuine human connection. We do want to connect with people on a deep level... and sometimes we also we want to connect our genitals with other peoples' genitals in a mutually beneficial way, and sometimes that may be deep and sometimes it's not, but either way it's going to be a blast. Here are some qualities your garden variety extrovert will possess that will make you happy to know them... and by "know" I of course mean "bang."