

Only you can decide if its a bad idea. For me, if I saw my wife cum from another person, or make any of the happy sounds I get to make her make from someone else, I couldn’t handle it. But that’s me.
Only you can decide if its a bad idea. For me, if I saw my wife cum from another person, or make any of the happy sounds I get to make her make from someone else, I couldn’t handle it. But that’s me.
But that doesn’t bring in the clicks. And really, that’s all we care about, right?
My autocorrect/word suggestion box is white with a slightly less white font.
It’s all roots music. Blue grass, outlaw country, folk, metal, reggae, lots of pop, the first 2 iterations of ska, list goes on. It’s all based on the same formula. Im not saying thats a bad thing, I dig roots music. It’s simple, groovy, infectious, and gets you moving.
Fuckin love me some Dead Milkmen.
Tom Baker fan checking in. Im not sure being raised by Dave Lister was the best thing for me but he did teach me to have a good time all the time.
1 million seconds is about 11 days.
1 billion seconds is about 32 years.
It’s an old pop culture reference, nothing more. I’m teasing people that think there’s some value in up/down votes here or that posting then deleting things has some sort of tangible effect.
Fortune and glory, kid. Fortune and glory.
Hey, if it helps seal a trade, my guy is the same color of your national team jerseys.
USA here. I’ll trade you any time you want.
…till mom says come home for dinner and it’s liver again.
Anyone else here read Sister, Maiden, Monster?
Ah yes. The “I’m rubber; you’re glue” gambit. It’s a move seen only occasionally outside of kindergarten classrooms.
I was saying something similar at work the other day but this is way more poignant.
I’m not sure if believe in a “meaning” to life, but I’m here for a good time. I’m married (2nd time) with 3 kids. I work to support us and pay the bills. But why do I keep living? Why not kill myself in leiu having a cup of coffee? Because death is inevitable and if it’s going to happen anyway, I can use the brief time here to experience all that I can.
I figure the Universe is going to go on with or without me and there’s not a thing I can do to change anything. But I’m not here to change the Universe, I’m here so it can change me. I’m a bird soaring through an infinite void with a brief passing through a bright window. Why not appreciate the view while it lasts? And if I can, why not try to make anyone’s else’s brief time out of the void a good time too? Life is absurd, existence is chaos, and it’s all just funny as absolute shit.
I think really, there’s no reason for anything but ice cream is good, hikes in the woods are rad, hanging out with pets and friends is joy. Why stop doing that just because nothing matters?
I was coming into the comments to post “His name is boll weevle check him out. Spends all day on his big butt and he don’t ever ever go outside.” Have a supersonic up vote.
The ones in red hats.
That won’t matter. It could be Don Jr doing it live and on camera and it would still get spun an an anti-fa trans brown immigrant leftist plot and a certin 40% would believe it with their orange little hearts.