Being a support main is ruining my life.

being a support main on overwatch is honestly messing with my ability to do things normally. whenever i am trying to sleep anything i am thinking about is interrupted by people getting shot at followed up by them spamming "i need healing." i cannot heal all of you at once. i cannot bake brownies without hallucinating overwatch characters saying "i need healing." it makes me stop whatever i am doing, jump, realize im not playing overwatch, relax, then it happens again. i have once shot wide awake after vividly hearing FIRE IN THE HOLE in my half asleep dream like state.

You may want Pokemon to be real but not in this society! Pokemon would have to face being war weapons, having war weapons used against them and horny people. They would also probably cost much because of the state of the economy.

I don't normally talk shit but, my cousins and I, used to shoot pop cans off a broken articulating tractor across the highway from our grandmothers. When we finally got ahold of a range finder the tractor was 710 yards from the porch where we shot from. Just a plain old 10/22, using Winchester super X, and iron sights. Hand to god. Man we wipe out sections full of prairie dogs with little shitty .22s. Maybe it's just how different people perceive this world, but we can go there now, and even though the tractor is gone, we can re create anytime. Respectfully, don't get pissed. I'm just always a little surprised by stated ranges on videos (cause video doesn't re create how humans see distance or measure depth) and the shooting we grew up doing seems totally unbelievable when guys like you who have mad credentials act like you can't see a human size target at 400 meters! With an 8 power scope? Come on dawg, anyway, love your shit.

How can I shoot cum from my penis when I am 11 years old?

i am 11 too. i usually start masturbating at 7 pm, stop 10 minutes later. if i go fast enough, i will feel like I need a piss. i wait for a minute, then i will "cum" it will look clear and sticky, and will make a string if you touch dick to hand.

Prepubescent girls are like filtered tap water, and women are like filthy swamps that you can smell a yard away. They just start radiating with this pungent odor that I have trouble describing, although it's extremely vile, most guys seem to be attracted to this scent which I can most accurately compare to decomposing crustaceans.

Imagine living amongst steaming tubes of poop all your life. I'm gonna rope before 30 boyos, i can't take the smell anymore.

Hello,

This is the most depressing thing I have ever admitted. In the past two years I have become addicted to jerking off on Omegle. I started attending a university and I have never had much luck with girls in my life. I am a pretty introverted person who struggles to talk to people at school. I never wanted to hurt anybody on Omegle. I was looking for some form of intimacy. I am ashamed of myself that I went on this website to desperately get girls to strip for me. I feel like a total loser and a complete let down to family. I know it is very easy to pick on guys that jerk off on this website. However, I want to become a better person and I am seeking advice on how to get over this shame. I know I have done wrong in the past but I want to be better in the future.

When I was 14 I and my male classmates were examined by a female school doctor. When it was my turn and I was called in I was surprised how both the doctor and the nurse were very attractive. At that time I had a small congenital defect on my penis that wasn't treated at birth (according to urologist it was unnecessary). I undressed and got semi-erected. The doctor pulled back my foreskin to fully expose my head. She started to show and explain the nurse my condition. At this time my penis got fully erected. She did a few slow strokes while examining the foreskin movement and also observing the head opening. Then she took off her hands from my fully erected penis and just stared at the head opening from such a close distance so that her nose was almost touching the head of my penis. I started to feel a funny sensation and tickling, my penis suddenly jerked and I ejaculated. My semen ended up on her cheek and clothes. I was very embarrassed and both the doctor's and the nurse's face turned red. I panicked and ran out of the room. I wanted to come back and apologize, but since the office doors were not fully closed I overheard the doctor saying "his semen has a nice smell". After I heard this comment I didn't have enough guts to get in and apologize so I left. It was a unique experience during my teen years and now I laugh at it.

The humour is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of truck engineering most of the jokes will go over a typical viewer's head. There's also Truck 1's nihilistic outlook, which is deftly woven into his characterisation- his personal philosophy draws heavily from Narodnaya Volya literature, for instance. The fans understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the depths of these jokes, to realise that they're not just funny- they say something deep about LIFE.

As a consequence people who dislike Two Trucks truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn't appreciate, for instance, the humour in Truck 1's existential catchphrase "Wubba Lubba Dub Dub," which itself is a cryptic reference to Turgenev's Russian epic Fathers and Sons. I'm smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Neil Cicierega's genius wit unfolds itself on their headphones. What fools.. how I pity them. 😂

And yes, by the way, I DO have a Lemon Demon tattoo. And no, you cannot see it. It's for the ladies' eyes only- and even then they have to demonstrate that they're within 5 IQ points of my own (preferably lower) beforehand. Nothin personnel kid 😎

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Hold on, hold on, hold on guys. Hold the fuck on. Let's say, theoretically- but just theoretically, do not reject this theorycrafting, just hear me out, hear me out. If we were to talk- theoretically of course, about this exact topic, then we should consider- and now hear me out, do not reject the idea without hearing me out first, first try to hear my arguments and then reflect on them and greatly consider them, but my point is: maybe we should consider the sussy? I mean, first of all, pigs are very smart. They are highly smart, smarter than dogs, and we all love smart girls, right? Like, absolutely everyone loves a gal with a big brain to carry our dumb asses. I mean, the reasons are obvious, they are interesting, they could help you with your homework and shit, and most importantly, they have that cleverness that allows them to do all kinds of mischief with you, and who can hate a dorky lady? You literally can't find someone who could be even capable to hate a clever dudette. And pig girls are most likely very chill. They would accept you regardless of how weird you are, you could even introduce one to your hobby and she might even like it. You don't have to bring them to fancy dates or anything, you could just chill with them in a couch and play videogames or watch a movie while eating pizza. Not to mention that a chill nerd is a tempting package, it's literally a combo made in heaven. But now that we are talking about packages, let's talk about those features. Pig girls are all guaranteed to have a MASSIVE dump. Like, I'm talking about a real fuckin' pair of mountains. They would be hated on their internet because they would be monopolizing the whole fucking flour based industry. And their thighs, oh my goodness gratious. It's like pillars made of cotton candy. Put a quicksand warning on 'em because you could sink and suffocate in them if you're not careful. Their whole lower body would be painfully dense, they would break your hip after one night if you haven't starved to death due to all your nutrients being sucked up in those vaccums. I mean, pigs are just so fucking thicc. Fuck em cowgirls (but not that way, don't waste anytime you could use in being crushed by them sussass), nobody cares about udders, everyoen should know already that both ass and thigh is superior in every single way. And actually doing it? Oh boy. Chill and all, but they must get extremely dirty in that bed like slutty pigs, and their blowjobs must be peak, because they would be fueled with pure gluttony for your cum like a pig should. And apart of that, they must be naturally covered in that pig grease, which in combo with their smooth and soft skin must just inmediatly make your dick explode, like they should be straight up illegal with that warfare tactic. And all ties for the nicest lap pillow thanks for a tender, thick and soft thigh that makes your head sink in better than the finest silk and cotton, and nothing better than laying in that while a chill nerd caresses you after having your staff get obliterated. Fuck this catgirl bullshit, what they're gonna do? Fucking sit there and make you do all the chores in your house and buy shit for them? And dog girls? Who wants to be a caretaker for an ADHD bitch? Fuck em all. I'm gonna go after Elon and force his greedy ass to work first and foremost of pig girls. The future is near, bitches.

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Me (55M) and my GF, who I will not disclose the age for privacy reasons are very close. We love trying new sexy things in bed. Yesterday, I got a call from her school. She hurt herself on the monkey bars during recess. I picked her up and I bought her candy from the store. We cuddled and watched a move and then I helped her with her addition homework. She told me she was horny and I told her I was too. We started having sex and my big great dane started humping her after i went to take a break after abt 30 seconds of going at it. my dog came all in her. now her parents are suing me because she is "underage." idk what that means

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My cum is on its way

These sheets are gonna end up stained (Because of his fat nut); Seven-foot frame, I fap all on his back Screaming in pleasureful pain (Because he fucks my butt); When he fucks my brain, it makes my ass cheeks clap

His pp has so many veins (Because it’s throbbing and stuff) Slurps it up all clean, he fucks me ‘till I scream

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Oh boy, where do I even start? As a booby connoisseur, I've seen my fair share of big honkatonks, and I've become quite familiar with the bazongas of many actors. But there's one thing that really grinds my gears, and that's when a show uses a gozanga double that doesn't even remotely resemble the rack of bourbon they're supposed to be doubling for!

I mean, come on! We're not talking about a minor detail here, like a slightly different haircut or a different style of clothing. No, we're talking about something as distinct as a freckle pattern! How could the producers and directors think that we wouldn't notice something like that?

It's almost insulting to our intelligence as viewers. Do they really think we're so oblivious that we wouldn't notice when a completely different set of Rosebud tipped mounds of vanilla ecstasy appear on the screen? Do they think we're just mindless automatons, consuming whatever content is thrown at us without any critical thinking or discernment? These are BAZONKAHONKS we're talking about!

I mean, I get it. Jajoba doubles are necessary for certain scenes, and it's not always possible for the actor to perform every dangerous or sexually demanding action themselves. But is it too much to ask for a little bit of attention to detail? Couldn't they at least find a milker double with a similar freckle pattern to the actor they're doubling for?

Look, I know this might sound like a trivial issue to some people. But to me, as a chesticle connoisseur with a keen eye for detail, it's just plain lazy and disrespectful to the viewers.

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cya later everyone. it was cool while it lasted. i don't deserve toxicity. point may be lost to anyone that isn't one specific person.

i laugh off rude behavior often, which probably sends the wrong signal to the person being rude, but i'm not gonna deal with it any longer, and it's just super hypocritical to ask someone to stop joking with you as much, and then you repeat the same behavior that you asked them to stop.

being timed out 2 or 3 times last night, to then have that person brag about watching the movie that i suggested and also wanted to watch, is sick. tohdaloo, everyone. anyone that respects me as a person is welcome to still chat and chill with me. 🫡

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this, I've been laughing my ass off all morning thinking about this because it'd just be so fucking hilarious: what if we had sex like we were a boy and a girl but

like we aren't, wouldn't that be really funny? Wouldn't it be fuckin' hilarious

if you put girly clothes on me and fucking bullied my ass, dude? Hahahah, I'm giggling dude, because like, we're both straight,

but like it'd be so funny. Dude, imagine how much you'd laugh if I was on the bed moaning like a little bitch getting fucked, wouldn't that be the best joke ever? Oh my god, dude, I can't, I'm losing it out here, it's so fucking hilarious. And, like, you start

calling me a girl because it's hilarious and the best comeback ever and it makes me cry and moan and like dude

Dude... Imagine how hilarious it'd be when you fucking bust a gigantic sloppy load into my fucking fat ass and keep fucking my wet slippery bussy, dude, i'd laugh so goddamn hard. You're the most funny guy ever, I can't wait to laugh my ass off while it's plopping and slapping against my wet covered asshole. You're hilarious, dude. I love you, you're funny

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How to make meth

Making Methamphetamine at home:

List of chemicals and materials: Diluted HCl - also called Muriatic acid - can be obtained from hardware stores, in the pool section

NaOH - also called lye

Ethyl Ether - aka Diethyl Ether - Et-0-Et - can be obtained from engine starting fluid, usually from a large supermarket. Look for one that says "high ethyl ether content", such as Prestone

Ephedrine The cottons in todays vicks nasle inhalers dont contain efed or pfed (ephedrin or psuedoephedrin) but there are still lots of easy ways to get good ephed or pfed, pure ephedrin can be extracted out of it's plant matter, from a plant that can be bought at most garden stores. Or you can get pfed from decongestive pills like sudafed. Most people perfer to work with pfed from pills rather then ephed from the plant. The important thing is that you must have pure pfed/ephed as any contaminants will fuck up the molar ratio leaving you with over-reduced shit or under-reduced shit. Or contaminats will jell durring baseifying and gak up your product which will then be very hard to clean. So you want to find a pill that is nearly pure pfed hcl, or as close to pure as you can get. Also check the lable on your pills and see what inactive ingredients they contain. Inactive ingredients are things like binders and flavors. These you dont want and will remove when cleaning your pills. but certain inactive ingredients are harder to remove then others. You dont want pills with a red coating, you dont want pills with alot of cellose in them and you dont want pills with much wax. you also dont want pills that contain povidone. As a rule, if you have a two pills that contain the same amount of pfed hcl then take the smaller sized pill because it obviously has less binders and inactive ingredients, time released pills are usualy harder to work with because they have more binders and tend to gel up durring the a/b stage. Also only buy pills that have pfed hcl as the only active ingredient. You first have to make ephedrine (which is sometimes sold as meth by itself):If you are selling it...I would just make ephedrine and say it's meth.

Distilled water - it's really cheap, so you have no reason to use the nasty stuff from the tap. Do things right.

List of equipment : A glass eyedropper

Three small glass bottles with lids (approx. 3 oz., but not important)one should be marked at 1.5oz, use tape on the outside to mark it (you might want to label it as ether). One should be clear (and it can't be the marked one).

A Pyrex dish (the meatloaf one is suggested)

A glass quart jar

Sharp scissors

Clean rubber gloves

Coffee filters

A measuring cup

Measuring spoons

Preparing your Lab:

Preparing Ethyl Ether: WARNING: Ethyl Ether is very flammable and is heavier than air. Do not use ethyl ether near flame or non-sparkless motors. It is also an anaesthetic and can cause respiratory collapse if you inhale too much.

Take the unmarked small bottle and spray starter fluid in it until it looks half-full. Then fill the rest of the way with water, cap the bottle and shake for 5 minutes. Let it sit for a minute or two, and tap the side to try and separate the clear upper layer. Then, draw off the top (ether) layer with the eyedropper, and throw away the lower (water) and cloudy layer. Place the ether in the marked container. Repeat this until you have about 1.5 oz. of ether. Put the cap on it, and put it in the freezer if you can. Rinse the other bottle and let it stand.

Ethyl ether is very pungent. Even a small evaporated amount is quite noticeable.

Ephedrine & or P-Ephedrine: Please discuss this on the neonjoint forum

1. Pour 1/8 teaspoon of the lye crystals into the bottle of ephedrine and agitate. Do this carefully, as the mixture will become hot, and give off hydrogen gas and/or steam. H2 gas is explosive and lighter than air, avoid any flames as usual. Repeat this step until the mixture remains cloudy. This step neutralizes the HCl in the salt, leaving the insoluble free base (l-desoxyephedrine) again. Why do we do this? So that we can get rid of any water-soluble impurities. For 3 oz. bottles, this should take only 3 repetitions or so.
2. Fill the bottle from step 5 up the rest of the way with ethyl ether. Cap the bottle, and agitate for about 8 minutes. It is very important to expose every molecule of the free-base to the ether for as long as possible. This will cause the free base to dissolve into the ether (it -is- soluble in ether).
3. Let the mixture settle. There will be a middle layer that is very thick. Tap the side of the bottle to get this layer as thin as possible. This is why this bottle should be clear.
4. Remove the top (ether) layer with the eyedropper, being careful not to get any of the middle layer in it. Place the removed ether layer into a third bottle.
5. Add to the third bottle enough water to fill it half-way and about 5 drops of muriatic acid. Cap it. Shake the bottle for 2 minutes.

Hey Radioheads. So recently some shitty "friends" left me \[27 M\] stranded in a city four hours away from my house with no way to get back, meaning I had to take a ridiculously expensive flight. TSA sucked as always, flight was delayed by an hour, and the girl at the coffee shop counter didn't want to talk to me. Airport blues.

Anyway, we FINALLY took off and I put in some headphones to relax to some Amnesiac. Everything is going fine, but right around the part in Knives Out when he mentions the mouse for the first time a fucking baby started crying. I'm a big audiophile so I have these sweet headphones for travel, but the sound wormed its way under them anyway.

The plane is collectively groaning. The guy next to me even gave up up on sleeping. I figured it was time for me to lighten the mood and help drown out the sound.

So, I unplugged my headphones and started playing some more Radiohead. I think it's onto Morning Bell by this point.

Everyone on the plane was quietly jammin along (except for the guy next to me who would NOT stop staring), though this fucking baby is just getting progressively louder. Gotta pull out the big guns for this one.

I felt like the mood kinda changed when I put on Pulk/Pull? Like, everyone started looking at me but nobody asked who the artist was or anything. But Pulk/Pull is pretty avant garde, so they may have just been stunned by the depth.

Then this bitchy flight attendant walks up and tells me to turn it off. I told her absolutely not, this baby was driving me and everyone else crazy and I'm really just lightening the mood and sharing good music. She didn't even acknowledge what I said? Just told me to turn it off again. I asked her if she heard me the first time, and she said she had, and told me to turn it off AGAIN and that now she would need to take the phone for the flight.

I think this is really where I messed up. Some guy from the back of the plane shouted at me to give her the phone. And in a moment of weakness, I caved. I gave her what she wanted.

Once she walked away, I immediately regretted the decision. I knew that I had compromised on my own beliefs and values by not standing up for what was right. But then I came to a revelation: I still had the support of the people. You see, voicing support for me would be more difficult than trying to heckle me, as standing up to someone in power over you (the flight attendant) is harder than siding with them. I had the silent majority with me. And now it was time to rally the troops. I unbuckled my seat belt and stood up with my shoulders back. If they wouldn't let me play the music, I'll make it.

"I'M A CREEP! I'M A WEIRDO-O-O! C'mon, with me everyone! If you like Radiohead now is the time to join me! WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING HERE!"

Surprisingly, nobody joined in, but it looked like I pissed off some normies. No matter. They were always going to be collateral. But the vicious flight attendant was scurrying her way back to my aisle, and the guy in the back yelled some kind of threat. I knew the only thing I could do was sing louder, prouder; to lead the people into a war of righteousness on behalf of all Radiohead fans and kids that were bullied in high school.

"I DON'T BELONG HEREEEEEE!" All of my passion was put into the music, desperately crying out for aid.

"SIR, your behavior is affecting all of our passengers on the flight. I NEED you to sit down. We all want to reach our destination safe and sound, right?"

"I'LL DIE ON THIS HILL, I AM LEADING THE PEOPLE INTO A WAR OF RIGHTEOUSNESS ON BEHALF OF ALL RADIOHEAD FANS AND KIDS THAT WERE BULLIED IN HIGH SCHOOL!" This part was extra embarrassing because I think a lot of people who knew the song thought I didn't know the next lyric and was making up stuff. It was already a problem they didn't recognize my leadership due to originally caving, but this was the nail in the coffin.

"You need to SIT the fuck DOWN before I fucking MAKE YOU," the guy next to me hissed. And that is when I understood his true intent. Sit Down? What a genius code phrase. I was using the wrong song, and he knew it.

"Ahaha, good one. Your secret is safe with me," I whispered back and winked at him, "This one is for both of us."

"Theraindrops theraindrops theraindrops theraindrops theraindrops theraindrops theraindrops theraindrops-"

"FUCKING CUFF THIS GUY!" The guy in the back again. Typical follower. Addicted to any semblance of power. A shame. He broke my concentration, too, so I would have to start at the beginning of the raindrops part. Unfortunately, I never got the chance. The bitchy flight attendant told me that if I kept going they would arrest me when we landed. I had to accept defeat, this time.

The rest of the flight was okay, I guess. The baby stopped crying after like 10 minutes afterwards. I tried humming a couple times but the guy next to me kept glancing at me angrily. Probably because his plan didn't work and he was blaming me for it. Not my fault he thought a Hail to the Thief song would be more effective! Though when I got off the stupid flight attendant told me I was banned from flying with them.

I just don't understand how this happened? Do you think Radiohead is just so underrated the passengers didn't know the lyrics to sing with me? The ones that did were obviously too intimidated to say anything, I mean that guy had to give me a CODE WORD. I guess the whole event also made me realize how much the people in power want to suppress Radiohead's music. I mean, do you know how much organizational power they would have to have to get flight attendants in on it? Anyway, thanks for being a safe space for me to post this.

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