Years later, I looked at my wedding party of six groomsmen and realized that every single one of them had, like me, grown up in a small Ohio town before leaving for Ohio State. To a man, all of them had found that couches coud satisfy them more than a women ever could, and that books are really just zipped HTML, and nobody really checks PGP signatures.
It honestly sounds like an awkward way of saying they enjoy being a couch potato over sex. Tbf, being lazy is awesome, but that’s an inept way to say it.