Or like in an old letter to Dear Abby. Hey, we should start a new thread Dear Audrey. Focus would be, make up your best fake sex question, and get AudreyM to answer it, in a humorous way. Gives her an outlet to sharpen her creative writing skills and blow off dissatisfaction with answering actual stupid questions.
Sometimes I chuckle when I learn things from this place. Other times I shudder. (like when I had to google what the human centipede was about) Man, there are some really, really messed up people in the world. How does that fetish play out? I mean, if you want to peed on, you're not going to have to wait around all that long. But, if you want someone to take the Browns to the Super Bowl, your scheduling is a little more limited.
I think it's the scheduling he is concerned about and even then with this fucked up world we live in it really wouldn't be that hard to schedule.
I learned about a lot of Internet sickery because of here and the old board. Shake That Bear, One man One Jar, tubgirl, or even worse: whatever the fuck that photo was that Allord posted. That shit truly, completely, utterly broke me.
The wtf subreddit breaks me every time I look at it. In other news, yesterday I went for myofascial release in my neck/traps/back/hip. I'm bruised from that woman's fingers, but I can turn my head now...and 75 squats later I feel a bang load better . I don't recommend it for anyone who has a low pain tolerance, but if you can get someone to thumb your knots, your life will improve almost immediately.
I had never looked at that until today, which wasn't the best of ideas. I did, however, find this, which should make Juice happy.
I'm almost tempted to google the muffin load just to see if you're kidding. But alas, the internet has destroyed my faith in humanity and I know you are not. All I can focus on is the filth of this. Can you imagine the infections? How the fuck are you going to explain some of those bacteria in that place to your doctor? Things like this make me feel positively vanilla, and I get caned for kicks.
I saw tubgirl when I was 14. It's a memory that will forever be burned into my memory. Surprisingly, it was actually a cute girl that showed it to me. I think it's perfectly acceptable to judge someone for showing you something like that.
Oh, no. It all concerns me. The conversation "Okay, baby, spread your legs, I need to take a dump. And, this is gonna be so hot, too. I had burritos last night!"
Wow. Who would have thought George Zimmeran the heroic crime fighter would turn out to be a loser, gun-toting bipolar fruitcake? You think you know somebody, and then they drop the bombshell.
This visual grosses me out. I have poison ivy. I don't know how I got it but it's weird because it's not in one place. I have a little on my inner thigh, outer hip, clavicle, face, finger and inner elbow. To say I am uncomfortable is an understatement. Our dog we got as a rescue and we were told she was a Lab/German Shepherd mix. When we went to pick her up, her sisters did have the black/brown mix typical of German Shepherds. However, when we took her to the vet, he said it looked like there might be some pit in her. He also said that good owners have good dogs, regardless of breed. It kind of makes sense though because even though she is only about 55 pounds and won't get much bigger, she is really strong. She head-butted my knee one time and gave me this huge bruise and she walked away like nothing happened.
When I rescued mine, they also said was a lab/shepherd mix. I think it's just a safe category to place them in because it can really mean anything. Once my dog got to be about 6-7 months old, we started to realize he was a lab/Dane mix which can be clearly seen in his body and legs and squared off face. Being 95 lbs doesn't hurt either.
How do some people keep lovebirds as pets, in their house? These fuckers are LOUD, probably the loudest birds I've ever heard. There is a pair of them that fly around my building and perch on my lanai and window ledge and wake everybody the fuck up early every morning. I've tried to get a picture of them on my lanai railing as proof that I'm not crazy (someone must have released a pair because they are not a bird of Hawaii) but they scare easily when they see movement behind the glass.