

That is definitely significantly scarier. If only because it means I might have to talk to someone from Québec.
That is definitely significantly scarier. If only because it means I might have to talk to someone from Québec.
Their justification is almost certainly as simple as “only gays and addicts get this, let it kill them”
Not gonna lie, that’s significantly less scary than the snow speaking Finnish.
The White Tiger and the Azure Dragon get all the attention man. Never any love for the Vermilion Bird or the Black Tortoise. Smh
I might be wrong in this. My understanding is that it is flammable, but not when it’s “solid” if that makes sense. That a fire would have to be on it and burning hot enough for long enough to start melting the tar then that could burn. But the asphalt itself isn’t likely to just catch fire from a lighting strike or something and just continue to burn.
Nah I’ve definitely done a quick heel-toe walk across an area to get a ballpark of distance. Along with basically any other body part I could reasonably use to measure something when I don’t have a tape measure on me at that moment.
I’ve also previously measured and I know that for example my bare foot is about 11 inches long heel to toe and that my shoe makes it about 12. I could do exactly the same thing with metric.
Most of the prominent right wing personalities are failed Hollywood types. Ben Shapiro wanted to be a screenwriter, Michael Knowles had a failed acting career, Crowder tried to do stand up in addition to the voice work in Arthur being discussed here. Seriously, SO MANY OF THEM have some kind of failed entertainment career prior to their ascent to right wing talking heads.
I had to Google it myself. It’s apparently a psych term to refer to trauma one might carry relating to the loss or otherwise lack of care, nurturing, or affection from a mother.
I guess it’s psych speak for “Mommy issues” from what I’m reading?
I feel like that’s probably the most likely scenario yeah. She might not have even known she was trans when she joined it. Getting closer to the other girls might have been the thing that helped her realize she didn’t want to just be part of the cheer squad she actually wanted to be one of the girls.
Did… Did you just try to imply that my dysphoria is from me internalizing women saying men bad?
Oh no I get grouped in with shitty people all the time. I’m AMAB and I look very much like a man. I am acutely aware of how I’m seen. I see every single woman that sees me and instinctively recoils in anticipation of me being exactly that kind of man. It sends my dysphoria through the roof to be seen and perceived that way every single second of every single day. I deal with that pain all the time.
But do you know what I don’t do? I don’t turn that around on women who are validly pointing out saying they hate when men do something messed up or creepy to women and tell them that they need to be more considerate of MY feelings on the matter. I don’t tell them that they need to stop being an asshole to me if they want me to care about their issues.
The difference is that those photos are presented as if the unrealistic thing is desirable. As if it is something that everyone should want to be. While you’re hearing “I wish men would stop being creepy” and acting like they’re directly calling you personally a creep.
I’m an AMAB nonbinary person, basically every time a woman sees me I can see her instinctively preparing for me to be that exact guy because I look like if Bigfoot dressed as Bob from Bob’s Burgers. It sends my dysphoria through the roof every time. But even I can manage not to get bent out of shape when women call out men being toxic because I know I’m not guilty of the things they’re calling out.
So I say again. Sounds like a skill issue
Huh, and here all the men I know have never even the slightest bit upset about broad generalizing statements about men because they are secure in the knowledge that the statement doesn’t apply to them… Sounds like a skill issue tbh.
(╯°□°)╯︵┻━┻
Classic Lavender Marriage is the easy answer. In my wife’s case she is deeply intimidated by pretty women so she has enough trouble talking to them. She couldn’t flirt with one to save her gay ass.
Her not being attracted to me like that is fine by me since I’m ace. We’re basically just besties on a permanent sleepover that we formalized for tax purposes.
I think the weird ones with the horns are usually called Scalies. Wait no I suppose goats exist… Carry on.
Jokes aside this comment made me laugh so hard because before I figured out I was ace and was still forcing myself to keep up a “normal” sex drive for my ex the only porn that did it for me was the super degenerate kind. So for the longest time I thought I had just a bunch of weird fetishes but in reality I was just so asexual that it was indistinguishable from a severe porn addiction like some Degenerate Horseshoe Theory.
So I guess the point is just: Become Ungovernable. Beat your meat to Furry Porn
Yeah I guess it was originally opened as Danny’s Donuts and the name Denny’s came about to avoid confusion with another chain.
Idk I feel like this would be more of a Boardwalk Empire kind of situation or similar since you’ve got different products for the enterprise to push. You’ve got T, E, puberty blockers, possibly underground surgery centers, people needing fake documents.
The one that got me when I was still undiagnosed still infuriates me to this day.
I tried that and went from a 90 average slacking off to a 92 burning myself out “applying myself” in place of any activity that brought me joy.