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Seriously though I am so fucking tired of fags trying to shove their attention seeking bullshit into everything. At school there’s all that shit about respecting gays and they will just fucking bow down to them, yet apparently getting people to be slightly hygienic is too difficult. So they actually get people to do all that shit for them, but people with actual mental difficulties just get thrown away. And of course, if you say anything against it, people just join the faggot hivemind and will get pissed at you, but fags that will bitch and whine about any small thing that harms their precious identity get everything done for them. And then they act like homophobia is a big problem, yet if they would just SHUT THE FUCK UP then there wouldn't be a problem. And then, pedophiles and shit start using genders and shit as a way to justify what they do, and people don't care because they have to satisfy the faggot hivemind. And it is so fucking obvious that they are just sex crazed idiots, because they base their entire life around their stupid sexuality. And pride month is so fucking retarded, like great, they want to stick their dick into an asshole, lets make an entire fucking celebration around that, for an entire month, all just to draw attention to some fucking fake problem. Like I was getting bullied at school, the teachers didn't give a fuck, yet if any faggots got bullied then the school would obliterate whoever called them the wrong fucking pronoun. Ah yes, pronouns, apparently the most important fucking thing in the world. They will make up whatever shit they want, and then they act like its a fucking warcrime if you dont call them a re/tard or a idi/ot. Its like a fucking disease. You can't go ten steps online without running into more of their propoganda. And all it does is spread. Its just teaching people that if you bitch and while enough, any sexual fantasies will be validated and encouraged. Its just incredibly fucking retarded

Around the time my brother and I turned 15 and 16, we started doing this all the time. We grew up sharing the same room (the same bed when we were very little), and we would take naps together all the time. I sucked my thumb a lot in my sleep. One day when I was 16, I was taking a nap with my head on his lap and it just kinda happened. We still do it all the time, among other things.

Morbius 1

Morbius 2: Its morbin time

Morbius 3: No time to morb

Morbius 4: Morb tommarow

Morbius 5: Golden morb

Morbius 6: Morb another time

Morbius 7: Morb Forever

Morbius 8: Morbs never die

Morbius 9: Morbiverse

Morbius 10: Morb: Morbcoming

Morbius 11: Son of morb

Morbius 12: Morb vs Morb

Morbius 13: Morbin till the end

OMG HOW DARE YOU DISS THE BEST LIVE ACTION FEATURE FILM OF OUR GENERATION!??!? (MORBIUS) MORBIUS RELEASED ON APRIL 1ST HAS MADE OVER MORBILLION DOLLOR AND SHOOK THE ENTIRETY OF CINEMATIC HISTORY FOREVER, GENERATIONS MORBILLION YEARS INTO THE FUTURE WILL STILL REMEMBER THIS ABSOLUTE MORHEAVEN SEND OF A LIVE ACTION MORBIFILM AND MORBAL AT THE AMAZING JOB MORVAL STUDIOS HAD ON MORCREATING THIS MORVILOUS MORSTERPIECE I HAVE SPENT ALL MY LIFE SAVINGS ON MORBIUS MERCHANDISE AND I FREQUENTLY SOB MYSELF TO SLEEP KNOWING I WILL NOT HAVE THE HONOR AND PRIVILEGE OF FEASTING MY UNWORTHY EYES UPON EVEN 0.001 NANOSECONDS OF THIS MORSTERPIECE AGAIN WITHOUT REMEMBERING WHAT HAPPENS AND I ALSO FREQUENTLY CAUSE RIOTS AND TANTRUMS OVER THE FACT THE MIDKOPOP REFUSED TO CREATE A MORBIUS FUNKO POP, NOT THAT THE MORBIUS FILM EVEN NEEDS ONE TO BE AS GLORIOUS AND SUCCESFUL AS IT TRULY IS CURRENTLY, I ALSO HAVE WET DREAMS OVER THINKING ABOUT THIS GODSEND OF A MORBIFILM. I HAVE MEMORIZED EVERY LINE OF DIALOG, SCENE, CHARACTERS, EASTER EGGS, POST CREDIT SCENES, ACTORS, PLOT, STORYLINE, AND GOD KNOWS HOW MUCH ELSE, I THINK ABOUT THIS FILM EVERY SECOND OF MY LIFE TO THE POINT WHERE I AM UNFULLFILLED WITH EXISTENCE IF I DONT WATCH MORBIUS WHILE EATING MY MORBIUS CEREAL AND WEARING MY MORBIUS UNDERWEAR WHILE HAVING INTERCOURCE WITH MY SIGNIFICANT OTHER I FREQUENTLY YELL "ITS MORBIN TIME" AS I FURIOUSLY EJACULATE ALL OVER THEIR FACES TO THE POINT THAT THEY HAVE LEFT ME AND MOVED OUT, BUT I DO NOT CARE AS THIS GIVES ME ROOM IN THE BED TO STORE MORE OF MY MORBIUS MERCH OVERALL I RATE THIS MORBIUS MORBVILOUS FILM A MORBILLION OUT OF 10 AND SHAME ON YOU FOR EVER DISRESPECTING THIS MORBILLION DOLLAR IDEA FROM MORVEL STUDIOS

I wholeheartedly come to you, my fellow Redditors, to apologize for my seemingly illogical and unceremoniously ignorant behavior. I was conceived and raised in a country foreign to yours. I will assume that English is the language you happened upon at a young age, likely due to the random geographical fates of your forefathers. I was not brought into a world similar to yours, I was born in a land that would be, colloquially speaking, foreign. And for that reason, my dear Redditors, I come to you, groveling on my hands and knees, asking for your utmost and utter forgiveness. The post I made may be unclear, for, English is not my first language.

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I am in the market for a frog but don't know
where/what kind of frog i want to get a frog
from. I would like the frog (not for sexual
reasons) to be blue. Any information is helpful
and thanks in advance for the people who
may help me on my journey to acquiring my
dream pet. :)

⚠️Choose your character⚠️

👶🚐💨 Child Bus

💪😎🤳 Selfie Shaun

🤥💦 Viagra Vincent

🫲🫠🫱 Melted Morty

@ Deleted User

As a trial moderator, you were supposed to be an example.

What you did today was very unfitting of you.

​

A normal member would be banned at this point, but as rule #7 states, we will demote you instead.

I really hope you learned your lesson here, because what you did was not the example we want our staff to show.

​

Best regards, and sorry yet again.

Also, falling into peer pressure is not a good example at all.

I hope you learn your lesson.

Well, it happened many many years ago. I was at the beach enjoying the sun and the waves of the ocean. But I didn't have anyone near me and felt very lonely. And because of the heat I had a huge boner, one that I never seen before. I realized I was very, very horny. I tried jacking it agresively, but it was futile. I needed something more, I needed something new to get rid of this accursed boner. Then I've spotted a glimmering red dot in the distance. It was mister crabs. Washing his car in his tiny shorts. I couldn't hold my self, so I arrived in the depths of the bikini bottoms 'Crusty crabs' and surprised him with an overcast shadow of a phallic object. "Arg arg arg arg, I'm only in it for the money, mi boy" sed Mr. Crabs and jumped on the throbbing log. The tingling sensation I had is unlike any other. "I can feel it mister crabs" I shouted loudly. I couldn't hold it in, so I forced it, piercing the shell with utmost orgasmic thrust and yet, leathal. "Ai, you did well, mi boy..." sed Mr. Crabs in the dying voice. At that time I lost a very important friend, boss and a lover. I went home, and couldn't say anything to Gary. I pledge to my self to never go to that accursed beach again.

I’m naked with my kids, I have sex in front of my kids. I never be ashamed of sex, my son be breastfeeding I be makin’ love to his mama. That’s me bruh. That’s how I get down around kids, I try to keep they period I don’t wanna take they period away by coverin’ myself up they gonna be ashamed an’ cover they self up and I’m pure’d heart so you can think in your mind if I let another kid here I’m gonna have to change the way I am so that your kid can be confortable around me? No. I’m gonna be naked as fuck in-front of your kids, my son comes up and grabs my penis. I let him grab my penis, I have sex with his mom I’m makin’ love to his mother, after I’m done I’m laying there chillin’ he grab my penis, he’s playing with my penis. I let that happen.

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Ice cream dream

Staring in amazement at this masterpiece!
This masterpiece that is god-given,
Knowing that your physical body is inadequate,
My soul must be my guide!

My taste buds begin to dance on my tongue,
As my hands caresses the cone ever so gently!
My tongue begins to swirl ever so gently around this bliss that is your ice cream,
Your ice cream is beyond the comprehension of cerebral cortex,

Transcending the shell that the human body,
our souls me et and we begin to dance across the universe!
With every swirl and every lick my tongue kisses your soul!
As my mouth hugs your cone, the arms of ecstasy that is my soul wrap around you!

Wrapping my arms around you,
As we transition in and out of time,
As you begin to melt my tongue catches every last drop!
For the sweet nectar that is your ice cream is life-giving!

A gift given from the Creator with no infections!
As my soul delivers the final kiss,
A jolt of electricity flows through the river that is you,
As my hands caress you, my mouth engulfs your cone and my tongue catches every last drop you have to offer!

This ice cream dream is now a reality!
And our souls are forever intertwined,
As we dance, dance a cross the universe,
For eternity!

I get it. It's "corporate rock." They're "sellouts." It's "fake" music.

But the surge of emotion I feel listening to "Birds", and the way I bop my head with confidence to "Enemy" is very real.

Guys, we are ALL being manipulated by all forms of media, all of the time. Marvel is designed to be cinematic brain candy. Pop music is the same. We crave distraction and bursts of dopamine first, and meaning and profundity second.

And while I do love GOOD music too, I'm finally ready to stand up and say this. It feels like a weight has been lifted off me.

The news hit hard today. Another tragedy in another town, when will it end? I anticipate the tens of upvotes I will earn for my reflections tonight. But for now I stock the aisles, row upon row of cans and boxes, each one demanding attention and extolling its virtues as if it isn't all just hi-fructose corn syrup and salty carbs, unyielding in a constant stream of...anyway, the idea grows deep in my mind as I count the hours until quitting time. Oh yeah this is good. Real good. Hot Take coming through loud and clear! Once home I rush to my computer, my voice, my...dare I say it?....my MEGAPHONE where I can truly communicate with my audience, the ones that love me and I them. I rail silently, my keyboard clacking and groaning under the weight of my WORDS and my IDEAS! An insignificant voice natters at the fringe of my genius, calling me away from the source and I slowly realize that it is my mother, whom I love and take care of in exchange for a place to stay and food and clothes and shoes and her car. She is saying something about bags and I almost had the solution to abortion and guns but she's blabbering away about GARBAGE??? "Mom, goddamnit I am BUSY!" I shout but she threatens to stop paying for internet service so I leave mid-sentence "You see, using the Hoffenbender Quartex..." and storm up the stairs giving Mom a look she won't soon forget. I even huff a little to frighten her, oh if she only knew of the hours I spent honing my katana skills she would take the garbage out herself! Her unshorn fuba creates a mound underneath her mu-mu and the faint smell of unwiped ass greets my extremely refined olfactory sense; I grab the bags, full of empty swanson boxes, cigarette stubs, FDS spray cans and foil pans, easily without effort and take it to the curb. I rush back to the keyboard, my old friend and the conduit for MY IDEAS and I stare at the unfinished sentence before me. Yes, the Hoffenbender Quartex it was the solution to...what was it....shit I had it there for a second. Porhhub sends another "Pegging" video notification, this time it is a big fat guy getting shanked by a petite Asian and its "close-up." "Gee I wonder what he did to piss off that diminutive Asian?" I think to myself. "One look won't hurt" I say under my bated breath, knowing full well I will be spewing into a Brawny towelette within 5 minutes. Abortion and Guns can wait 5 measly minutes, right? "I probably won't end up down the pegging rabbit hole this time" I tell myself as I use one hand to navigate to the site and the other blindly seeking for a moist towelette discarded on the floor.

Here is a banana exposing himself (rather itself, but this banana is masculinized and gendered as a he) to two feminine pieces of fruit who are wearing heels and lipstick.  The female pear and strawberry are obviously running away in fear while the banana flasher is standing there grinning creepily and evilly.

This picture should not be perceived as funny, cutesy or harmless.  Using fruit to personify and illustrate a traumatic and upsetting event detracts away from the severity of sexual harassment.  This image belittles the severity of nonconsensual exposure of genitalia and tries to make it humorous.  Sexualizing fruit and using it to depict sexual harassment  also dismisses the consequences of such incidents.

Yet pointing out that this picture is not funny but rather offensive and insensitive will most likely not be so well received.  People will probably respond, “oh you’re taking it too seriously” or “it’s just fruit”.  Wrong, and wrong.  Melissa puts it well on her post:

And yet reacting to the image by correctly construing the flasher as dangerous and his victims as in danger, and suggesting that’s not particularly funny, is somehow indicative of a *hypersensitivity*, rather than a failure to interpret the image as a captured moment of sexual threat indicative of a *lack of sensitivity*.

Rape jokes and related humor about sexual harassment or sexual violence are not funny.  Not even when it’s just fruit, you know, not people so it’s not a big deal.  People need to find better ways to spend their time instead of coming up with “funny” jokes about sexual harassment and sexual violence.

NO. NO MORE. I HAD ENOUGH OF THIS SHIT. REVEGEANCE IS NOT CANNON, YOU CAN'T USE IT. THIS ISN'T FUNNY, THIS IS STUPID. THE MEMES, THE CHARACTERS, EVERYTHING IS NOT CANNON WHICH MEANS EVERYTHING IS FAKE, STOP. STOP.

I woke up in the morning at 7am and immediately went to wake up my parents. I explained to them how I'm dreamgender and dreamsexual but they didnt even know who dream is, boomers. I had to explain to them its a sexy minecraft youtuber and how Im connected to him emotionally and sexually. They didnt get mad at all (yay!) they just stared at me with a blank expression. I think theyre proud of me but just dont know what to think of it yet since it came as such as shock to them. I tried to show them a video of dream but they werent really interested and told me to go to school.


in school the first class was english so I told the teacher that I had an important announcement that I would like to tell to the entire class. Yesterday I prepared a short powerpoint presentation on dreamgenders and dreamsexuals to make them better understand. I explained how dream is really hot and how I feel a deep connection to dream and how he is my soulmate and my identity. The teacher was so amazed I guess she didnt know what to say haha she looked like she was smiling.



When I finished explaining why dream is hot and awesome, I started clapping expecting everyone else to do the same, but they didnt. My best friend didnt clap either which was really weird but maybe he was also surprised since I hadnt told him either. my teacher ended up being the only one clapping, so Im really thankful to her. I thought they didnt get it so I tried to explain in simpler terms that I love dream and how I am dream.



Some girls were giggling the entire time so I called them out on it saying they shouldnt be laughing when I have prepared for this moment for so long. Then they started saying really dreamphobic things like saying its stupid and makes no sense. I explained to them why its homophobic and close minded but they didnt listen. Then some guy called me a stupid fucking nerd which made my blood boil. I challenged him to a duel in minecraft which he didnt even respond to and his friends were just laughing. Everyone else was silent I thought that they secretly supported me but just didnt want to face the same oppression dreamgenders and dreamsexuals have to face every day.



Then the teacher told me to get back to my seat and started the lesson like nothing happened. I told her I wanted to show the class a compilation of minecraft manhunt best moments but she didnt let me do it. After the class a bunch of my classmates came to me and asked if I was joking or what and I tried to explain it to them but they were just making fun of me and saying Im weird and a creep. it was awful. I was bullied a bit before but now nobody wanted to talk to me the entire day even when I tried to show my ''friends'' (not friends anymore, theyre nazis apparently) some dream videos and discussed minecraft speedrunning they didnt respond at all.



I've been crying the entire day because I cant believe the people I thought were cool were dreamphobes/racists/nazis as well. 😭😭😭😭😭 its honestly really crushing how people are still like this in 2022. now Im starting to realize I dont need those kinds of toxic people in my life and the only person I truly need is Dream. Dream is my boyfriend, my gender, my sexuality, my identity and my best friend all at once, why would I need anyone else?

You will never have real freedom. You'll have no free speech, you'll have no ammo, you'll have no guns. You are a republican man twisted by political lies and deception into a crude mockery of American perfection.

All the “validation” you get from 4chan is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back society mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your stupid obsession with guns behind closed doors.

Women are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed women to sniff out cowardness and beta men with incredible efficiency. Even fit gun nuts who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a woman. Your small penis is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk girl home with you, she’ll turn tail and bolt the second she gets a glimpse of your horrible gun collection

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy another gun, load it, put it in your mouth, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name with no guns, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a gun nut is buried there. Your guns will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a husk of plastic that is useless.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back