We loved Lost here at the CollegeHumor office. That show was made for talking about, because it didn't make any sense. Every Wednesday morning after Lost, the same thing happened: someone would ask, "Did you see Lost last night?" Then three people would put their headphones on, two people would complain about spoilers, and the people that watched it would have to go hide in an office to deliberate about what the numbers meant. That wouldn't have happened back in the day. We would have all gathered around the fireplace and regaled each other with our theories while grandpa hammered out a ragtime tune on the piano. Maybe I'm remembering that wrong, but everyone would have seen it. And if they hadn't, they would've shut up about spoilers. They fucked up. They missed the show. They had something better to do at 9pm on a Tuesday (impossible). There was no way to know when the episode would air again, so they moved on with their life.
That joke you made about the current event? Yeah. 300 people already tweeted similar ones. That crazy new triangular pizza you've been tinkering with? Check the patent database. Corn dogs with french fries baked into them? South Korea is a very advanced civilization.
It's hard to be the first person to do anything anymore. Which brings me to my next point
I'm not speculating. There is a real study that says years of J-ing O to Web sluts makes you enjoy sex less. It can even lead to erectile dysfunction. If you don't want your wiener to stop working, you need to stop looking at porn and go have consensual sex with humans. Right now. Go. And use a condom.