I can’t get over the fact that through every one of these weird ass stories of his, his children are patiently waiting in the car. Patiently. Children patiently waiting in the car. While their dad mutilates the corpses of animals. Yeah I’m sure they were real fucking patient.
A polycule is an interconnected network of people in polyamorous relationships, forming a “relationship molecule” or web. It includes partners, their other partners (metamours), and extended connections, ranging from tight-knit, cohabitating groups to loose networks. Polycules often share emotional support and responsibilities, thriving on communication and intentional connection.
Yeah I hear at first grandpa had a bunch of “uncles” living with him then it was just a bunch of grandpas because I kept calling them all grandpa (I’m terrible with names). I didn’t even hear the term polycule until like a decade after the last of them had passed and thought “oh! That was them!”
I have a feeling he took the kids and made that a teachable moment. See kids, we cut Mr. Raccoon’ pee pee, then at home we clean it up and we’ll have a nice baculum we can put in the living room with the rest.
I can’t get over the fact that through every one of these weird ass stories of his, his children are patiently waiting in the car. Patiently. Children patiently waiting in the car. While their dad mutilates the corpses of animals. Yeah I’m sure they were real fucking patient.
Whatever you grow up with is normal to a child.
Yup! I thought everyone grew up with a polycule of cool grandpas. My initially homophobic but eventually learned better father was mortified.
A polycule is an interconnected network of people in polyamorous relationships, forming a “relationship molecule” or web. It includes partners, their other partners (metamours), and extended connections, ranging from tight-knit, cohabitating groups to loose networks. Polycules often share emotional support and responsibilities, thriving on communication and intentional connection.
Yeah I hear at first grandpa had a bunch of “uncles” living with him then it was just a bunch of grandpas because I kept calling them all grandpa (I’m terrible with names). I didn’t even hear the term polycule until like a decade after the last of them had passed and thought “oh! That was them!”
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Nah my recipes are worth more than that
like most of these ancient vampires, aren’t his children adults?
I have a feeling he took the kids and made that a teachable moment. See kids, we cut Mr. Raccoon’ pee pee, then at home we clean it up and we’ll have a nice baculum we can put in the living room with the rest.
he is pretty much associated with epstein at least on 1 or more occasion.
During breakfast: kids, guess who is visiting us today? Yes! Uncle Jeffrey! So go get the baculums and show uncle Jeffrey what I taught you.