Rebuttal... Actually life is all about sex. Without sex there would be no life.
And living life... well, that's all about racing motorcycles :) Screaming through a corner at 120mph, knees scraping the floor, and screaming in your helmet trying to pass the guy in front of you when all of a sudden, BAM! You're flying through the air looking
at the sky, then the ground, sky, ground, sky, ground... ambulance rolls up, you get up, say you're fine, an hour later, you're out doing the same thing again, but this time you make the pass, you cross the finish line and you finish first, winning a fucking
$5 wooden trophy that cost you 100x that much to win. Now that, my friend, is life....