I could try, but in a few days, I made a whole pot and got to eat through it first, lol
I could try, but in a few days, I made a whole pot and got to eat through it first, lol
Honestly, this feels like a meme. I have been eating man ass for years and I am yet to find someone with an unwashed butthole. Considering how often I see this claim, one would think it would be a more common problem.
Not saying it can’t happen but, Do you have any first hand experience to support the “So many men don’t” part?
All good atheists are open to the possibilities, because we do not have atheism as a belief, but as a word to express that we are a=without + theism=religion.
Personally, even if a deity showed up and perform a miracle right before my eyes, I would not convert without a massive discussion because my personal moral compass would not allow myself to worship a being that holds so much power, but actively refuses to reduce suffering in such a large scale, but that is just me.
If it had a good reason such as being imprisoned by an evil deity and just having freed itself, and coming back to us to help us, then it would get my full support and belief, after some scrutiny of course.
For me, it would keep me from being an oxymoron. I make an active effort to test my knowledge and beliefs, and to update my knowledge when previously held beliefs prove either false or unjustified.
And to hold a belief so significant without any proof or evidence would make me a hypocrite.
Because it serves a genuine function, because the process poses an unnecessary risk, because there is no way to know how big the penis is going to get when the kid grows up, and that is part of the reason for the foreskin, to have a ton of give so it doesn’t happen like it did to my ex. He got circumcised as a newborn, and by the time he finished puberty, his penis grew far more than the leftover foreskin, so he wasn’t even able to have full erections without a tremendous amount of pain and sometimes, even tearing.
Honestly, a lot of that is risk assessment. A fair share of their customers are mentally unwell, and a lot of those are prone to parasocial relations. They can even snap and kidnap, murder, stalk or harass their companions, or at least that is what my cousin who is an escort told me when I asked her about why she was denying a request for a dinner at a fancy restaurant.
Also, a fair share of customers who hire them to a companionship gig to an expensive place, end up getting abusive if they “fail” to “woo” their companion, who didn’t even attend with the state of mind to accept a wooing, went there as a businesses transaction.
Damn, I sort of feel like saying “Thank fuck he isn’t president of MY country”, but then I remember how even my local covidiots felt validated by the giant cheese puff, and how Trump is offering carte blanche to companies, for them to pillage and destroy the living conditions of the whole world.
All I can do is shake my head, hope for the best and prepare for the worst.
Dank is entirely subjective, and even if we were born in the same “back then”, our danks can be completely incompatible. There isn’t an agenda, it is just another extension of capitalism and profitability.
Genetical in the sense that you are programmed to behave like that, not in the sense it has to be yours to prompt said response. Paternity fraud is no joke.
Not really, I am still very worried, she doesn’t seem to be getting much better.
No kids, ever. I can hardly take care of myself, can’t even be trusted with a plant, and I find them disgusting. Who will care for me when I am old? I have worked long and hard with the elderly, and knowing how many of them were abandoned by their families, it is easy to see that my odds are better investing the money I would use to raise a child, in a retirement fund instead.
But with how broke I am, I am not even getting to do the retirement fund thing, so yay. Glad I didn’t let an ex change my mind when I was earning a lot back in the day, because those jobs got “optimized” and outsourced.
I know, I’ve been sick before, and how I feel when sick and alone vs sick and covered in cats, it is surprising how much difference is there. So, time to return her kindness, I am currently in my sleeping bag cuddling with her and keeping her warm.
You know, mobiles are a thing, Right? And that venting can help with the feelings of frustration and impotence I feel while I wait to see if my girl will pull through, and that social interaction helps a lot with grief and loss. She is currently cuddled up with me in my sleeping bag, right after her subcutaneous saline injections to try to keep her hydrated.
Thank you, I really hope this round of meds does the trick, poor girl is exhausted.
Thanks, at least I know that after I rescued her, she never knew what it meant to be abandoned again. Been sleeping in a sleeping bag in the bathroom just to keep her company, now that she can’t jump to the bed.
She and my two other cats have been with me and cuddled with me on my darkest days, so it is time to mirror their kindness.
Her name is Navi because my ex and I are geeks, and ever since she was little and we rescued her, she has always been very vocal, and loves shoulder rides.
Last time she was sick, I thought she wouldn’t make it, but here she is. Full recovery except big kidney-little kidney syndrome, and after 5 years of living life at its fullest, she is unwell again. I truly hope she proves me wrong again, and brightens my life for 5 more years, but even if she doesn’t, I will forever keep her in my heart and keep doing what brought us together, fostering cats in need, and helping them find a forever home.
She is almost 10, and I love watching her rule the house and my other two cats with an iron fist.
Maybe you could try to restart your client. On Sync go to your inbox, click on the triangle pointing down, and a menu will open, you can switch categories there, as it doesn’t show DMs by default.
Now, I only want you gone.
Exactly that. I told my auntie about using mayo instead of butter, and according to her and Google, the sauce should have been lumpy instead of creamy and delicious like it was. So I was trying to figure out what I did right, to make it repeatable and so I can add it to my recipe book.