Pilar, I’m fucking a dude in a bad band. He’s nice and all but what would I tell my granchildren about my 20’s?! Am I placing too much thought into this? Is life too short to bone dudes in bad bands?

Well, first of all, because you’re merely fucking him, I wouldn’t sweat it. We’ve all fucked pretty meh people before, but it’s important to remain emotionally uninvolved with this trend-and-music-challenged dude. If the sex is good, awesome, bone away. However, before it becomes too serious, have him introduce you to all his friends, find a band that’s actually good, then start fucking a dude who’s in a good band as soon as you get the opportunity. This will completely solve your problem.

Secondly, I’m really impressed that you are even open to the idea of telling your grandchildren about dudes you fucked in your 20’s. I, personally, would never have the gall to tell my grandchildren about all the dudes I fucked in my 20’s, unless of course I start fucking hella celebrities and decide I need some cool points with my theoretical grandchildren. My advice to you would be that you severely edit your list of “People I Have Fucked” that you tell your grandchildren about, mostly because we all know grandchildren don’t give a fuck about what their grandparents tell them. And they might be grossed out by hearing a laundry list of “People I Have Fucked” from grandma. (Or grandpa, no discounting for the fact that Anon here might be a dude.)

Best of luck with the fucking!