There are at least two ...

There are at least two distinct meanings of \'hot\': there is the, like, normal human definition which is that \'this individual seems suitable for mating\'. And then there\'s the weird, culturally constructed definition of \'hot\' which means, \'that individual is malnourished and has probably had plastic bags inserted into her breasts\'. Like, I think if you went back to the 18th century and asked a 15-year-old boy, \'Would you like to marry a woman who has had plastic bags needlessly inserted into her breasts?\' that 15-year-old boy would probably be like ... \'What\'s plastic?\'
There are at least two distinct meanings of 'hot': there is the, like, normal human definition which is that 'this individual seems suitable for mating'. And then there's the weird, culturally constructed definition of 'hot' which means, 'that individual is malnourished and has probably had plastic bags inserted into her breasts'. Like, I think if you went back to the 18th century and asked a 15-year-old boy, 'Would you like to marry a woman who has had plastic bags needlessly inserted into her breasts?' that 15-year-old boy would probably be like ... 'What's plastic?'

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