I like Fluttershy because she is an introvert like me, except she has friends. Oh god I wish I had friends too ;_;
Fluttershy also likes animals and she is kawaii. And there are lesbians in the show and that's good because I like lesbians and I will never have a girlfriend. Why am I such a loser?!
Fluttershy is like my dreamgirl she has a 🐴 face I love that. She is also nice why aren't real girls nice!? I got dumped a lot of times but I love Fluttershy and she wouldn't dump me because she's so nice and cool.
We would pet animals all day and eat cupcakes and other cool confections at sugarcube corner, and I would have sex with her because sex is so good. I wish I could have sex with a cartoon horse.

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Stank is an adjective that designates the emitter of either a stink or a stench. A stench is one magnitude more offensive than a stink. For example a stink: dog breath, and a stench: deep fajita fart. Stenches also tend to linger longer than stinks, like if you return to your car after shopping and it still smells of the fart you did earlier. With few exceptions, stenches are almost always emitted by human hygienic negligence or malfeasance whereas stinks are usually natural decomposition processes. The Chinese food that hits you like a shovel when you open the fridge door is technically a stink. If you leave it in there long enough and at one point need to open all the windows in the house, then it has traversed the boundary into a stench. So in summary something (or someone) that is *stank* is emitting either a stink or a stench depending on the reason and intent. Note that squarely 2 levels below stench on the offensiveness scale is a *funk*. A funk is the larval stage of a stench; usually the first subtle indication of a lapse in hygiene. Since self-funks are commonly encountered, more often than others’ full blown stenches, funks found on loved ones can often be misconstrued as disgusting yet somehow delicious, and tolerated if not outright appreciated. An example of this is the oft cited allure of a person’s funky armpit musk. Sitting in the offensiveness gap between a funk and a stench is *ripeness*. To be ripe is to carry more pungency than a funk but not yet produce the lingering qualities of a full blown stench. An example would be your coworker who eschews deodorant, or the guy down the hall who comes in every morning with laser breath because he survives on garlic bagels. In these cases proximity slaps you hard, with no allure of a funk but as long as they stay a few feet away they can be tolerated.

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WELL THIS IS AWKWARD. OUR INTENSE PORN PLAYER FAILED TO LOAD. YOU SHOULD TRY ENABLING COOKIES, TURN OFF YOUR VPN (SO WE CAN TRACK YOU) TURN OFF YOUR AD BLOCKER (SO WE CAN MAKE MONEY) UPDATE YOUR SHITTY BROWSER FROM 2006

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I want Gwess to shrink me so small so that I can crawl inside her pussy. I would love to drown in her juices as her vagina spits out my lifeless corpse as she squirts. I hope she throws me in the cells like she did to Jolyne. Fuck I want her to eat me and just fucking digest me. Holy fuck I want to burn in her stomah acids. Gwess is so fucking hot, please shrink me and step on me. My cock and heart is just throbbing while watching this anime. I hope she comes to life.

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My boss just asked me not to wear my normal pants to work and I've never been angrier

I wear normal pants to work. Our dress code is business casual, and I have gotten myself sized by a reputable tailor. All my slacks and chinos are from normal brands you'd find at Macy's and are normal/relaxed fit.

However yesterday my boss called me into her office and told me I would no longer be allowed to wear the pants I normally wear to the office and would have to wear something "less revealing". Apparently, my "bulge" is inappropriate for the workplace. I have a normally-size penis. I actually fucking measured it to make sure I wasn't crazy, and I'm pretty close to the U.S average.

Would a woman with large breasts be told she can't wear anything but baggy clothes? Would she be told by her boss that she must wear nothing but restrictive sports bras to work? I doubt it, especially in my work place where women two seats down from me wear *far more provocative* clothing that my damn slacks.

I asked her "what should I wear instead? These are my size" and she said "just go buy something looser or get a bigger size".

I'm not rebuying my entire collection of work pants. Go ahead and report me to HR, lets see them try and fire me for having too much dick.

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You’re literally bitch made. Dog ass. Literally dog water. Trash.

In more eloquent terms, you’re incorrect in everything you say. You’re the one that needs to cope harder; though, with your issues rather than any perceived lack of skill. Get help.

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Our Sanatan Dharma is very profound and scientific and there are endless learning. These make few people very insecured. And people like Vir Das and Carry Minati are getting paid by those kind of people to mock our God/Goddess. This is the high time to open the eyes of the youth to save our root. Jai Shree Ram♥ A. Jai Bajrangbali A

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Hello, I've been trying to contact you for a while Brian. My brother had a similar experience to yours, his name was Mike. He was at a board meeting for a large company that I am not allowed to disclose. As he walked up to present, he just pissed himself, in front of everybody. Ever since that day, my brother had been in a downward spiral. He not only stopped going on his routine hikes with me, but he also could not satisfy his wife sexually. It got to the point where she did not think he loved her anymore. My brother had been struggling with intense depression since his incident, which is why it was not a shock when I got the call that he took his own life. I remember the days leading up to the incident where he was talking about your product, and how he heard it really worked. He was down on his luck and could not afford the product. He begged and pleaded with me to buy it, but I always refused. I would tell him "that's just a bunch of hooey" and "you know those people are trying to scam you." But since his death, I have heard more about your product from close friends and family. Contrary to my brother who drank himself to death, I do not need these medications to fix my bladder. My provocative wife is constantly deciding that she needs to dominate. I am fine with this, but I wish that my erections were harder so we could do it other ways. Currently with my yielding erections we are only able to do the basics with strapons and my own two hands. I am beginning to think that my desirable and tantalizing wife thinks that I do not yearn for her vagina any longer. As the hardworking man you are, I thank you for spending your valuable time reading this message. I have not been able to successfully purchase the product as of yet. As I need the product exclusively to please my alluring wifes voluptuous regions and shapely figure, are there any exclusive products you manufacture specifically for the cause of pleasing one's amazing, curvatious, and erotic partner? I thank you once again Brian, and hope you get back to me soon.

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Well, I heard so so much about how boku no pico is the worst thing on earth and blah blah blah, guess what when I watched it wasn’t even that bad! I’ve seen straight hentai that is a million times more foul and disgusting than boku no pico! I watched a hentai of a guy pulling out a twelve year old girls front teeth so he could throat her. Guess what? No one gives a rats butt about that. I saw a hentai of a guy who gets payed to rape women. Guess what? No one gave a rats butt about that. I’ve seen MANY hentai that has virtually the same characters as boku no pico except girls and no one fucking cares. How come when it’s boy it’s so different?

So there you have it, boku no pico isn’t actually that bad and people generally just overreact about it because it’s gay.

And ya know what? I actually kind of like Boku no pico! I love Bill Murphy, Hogarth Hughes, Stan Marsh, and Pico! And I know boys who like Maureen Murphy, Annie Hughes, and Wendy Testaburger! Guess what girls like the same thing guys like except with boys! Why is it a problem?

Look, if you were someone who hated all foul pedo hentai regardless I’d be fine, but most of time they have a double standard so I think it’s necessary to say this. Thank you and god bless.

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National Anthem of the Soviet Union (1944 Version) (English Version)

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National Anthem of the Soviet Union (1944 Version) (English Version) Lyrics

United forever in friendship and labour
Our mighty Republics will ever endure
The great Soviet Union will live through the ages
The dream of a people, their fortress secure

[Chorus]
Long live our Soviet Motherland
Built by the People's mighty hand
Long live our People, united and free
Strong in our friendship, tried by fire.
Long may our Crimson Flag inspire
Shining in glory for all men to see.

Through days dark and stormy where great Lenin led us
Our eyes saw the bright sun of freedom above
And Stalin our leader with faith in the people
Inspired us to build up the land that we love

Long live our Soviet Motherland
Built by the People's mighty hand
Long live our People, united and free
Strong in our friendship, tried by fire
Long may our Crimson Flag inspire
Shining in glory for all men to see

We fought for the future, destroyed the invaders,
And brought to our homeland the laurels of fame.
Our Glory will live in the memory of nations
And all generations will honor her name

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Not going to be active on Discord tonight. I'm meeting a girl (a real one) in half an hour (wouldn't expect a lot of you to understand anyway) so please don't DM me asking where I am (im with the girl, ok) you'll most likely get aired because ill be with the girl (again I don't expect you to understand) shes actually really interested in me and its not a situation i can pass up for some meaningless Discord degenerates (because ill be meeting a girl, not that you really are going to understand) this is my life now. Meeting women and not wasting my precious time online, I have to move on from such simple things and branch out (you wouldnt understand)

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PSA: Fellow CS majors, please please please take a shower

This is the only way I can think of expressing this ongoing issue.

The horrid stench in my CS classes has genuinely impacted my ability to focus and learn. I wear two masks to class not because of COVID, but to help cover the absolutely disgusting smell of other students. I’m hoping the mask mandate stays, bc I legit may just pass out if I were to come to class without one on.

As a CS major who actually takes showers and wears deodorant, I seriously don’t understand how some of you can go weeks without a shower. It baffles me. I’ve been dealing with it for a while, but it’s gone too far.

Taking a daily shower costs five minutes of ur time. Get up off ur PC set up and turn it on.

Do it. Please. Desperately asking.

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So I'm on Twitch and I see this gamer female and I was immediately attracted despite not knowing her. Most people would probably say that her personality acts as a contraceptive but to me she is a female and that's all that matters.

I always defended her online for example she was ranting on her stream about how a doctor advised her to consider better diet and exercise practices. I told her that all body weights except a healthy weight are valid and that there is nothing wrong with weighing 420 lbs because that's about how much I weight. I thought I saw a smile but I wasn't sure.

Gradually I became more frustrated because despite defending her online and sending money whenever she asks she refused to have sex with me and it was clear that she wasn't attracted to me. I tried wooing her with my fedora tricks, my knowledge of anime, by telling her how much karma I have on Reddit but nothing worked.

One day I just had it so I told her that she is a fucking whore and she should never contact me again.

However here's the problem. Later that day I tried asking her for pictures of her feet but I think she blocked me because I got an error when I tried to send her a message.

Can anybody explain what's going on and what I should do to have the sex with her?

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Not gonna be active on Discord tonight. I'm meeting a girl (a real one) in half an hour (wouldn't expect a lot of you to understand anyway) so please don't DM me asking mewhere I am (im with the girl, ok) you'll most likely get aired because ill be with the girl
(again I don't expect you to understand) shes actually really interested in me and its not a
situation i can pass up for some meaningless discord degenerates (because ill be meeting a girl, not that you really are going to understand) this is my life now. Meeting women and not wasting my precious time online, I have to move on from such simple things and branch out (you wouldnt understand)

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I have a degree in political sciences, a master in international relations, and I am pursuing a second master's degree in data science. Therefore, I am asked quite a lot about topics related with politics, diplomacy, economy, sociology, history, etc... and what this video explains is a very real problem I face. I always have to clarify that what my answers have a high level of abstraction and simplification in order for my friends and family to grasp very complex concepts, and that do not reflect reality, but help understand it. Taking too seriously simplified explanations and 'lies' from experts or exploiting them to your benefit is, unfortunately, quite frequent now. That is why I love edutubers, they help solving the hughe communication problem between the academia and the rest of society. People with high education that devote their careers to bring advanced knowledge to those without formation in a particular field are the unsung heroes of our time.

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Alright since you guys keep busting my balls about my "bad take" on squid game let me just address the elephant in the room real quick.

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The reason I have beef with squid game because it is obviously a rip off of Season 1 of Yu-Gi-Oh, specifically the duelist kingdom arc. Squid Game makes the player's participate in some pussy foot kid games like red light green light where Yu-Gi-Oh makes the player's participate in children's card games. It's the OG battle royale where Joey, Yugi and friends have 48 hours to compete in the battle tournament to get enough star chips to take on Pegasus and his millenium eye.

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Like Squid Game, Yugi and his friends are competing for a couple mili and getting some bags in the form of rare gards. Squid games prize pool is like what? Equivalent to one PSA10 graded Blue Eyes White Dragon from LOD (1st edition obviously). Squid game's prize pool is fucking dog shit in comparison and doesn't even hold a fucking candle next to mountain of a bounty yugi and his pals get.

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Second of all if you lose in squid game you get killed...okay?? So scawwwwy 😣😣 People dying doesn't make it a good show. I'd rather get shot in the fucking head like they do in squid game than get banished to the fucking shadow realm like you do when you lose in a children's card game in Yu-Gi-Oh. And the crazy part about the shadow realm is the characters in fucking Yu-Gi-Oh are like 12. They're kids. They're fucking killing kids in broad daylight while your mom is getting bent over by the pool boy and airing that shit right on toonami and cartoon network. Now that's some crazy shit. You don't see any kids getting offed left and right in squid game.

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Squid game is just a fucking rip off and a subpar one at best where Yu-Gi-Oh delivers everything about the death game/battle royal genre but does it infinitley better and did it like 15 years before this shit aired. So kindly go fuck yourself if you disagree and suck my fat hairy cock.

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Hm. I grew up in a house with three older sisters and three younger sisters and I was that dividing line of masculinity, a son perfectly equidistant in age from the oldest to the youngest, and growing up, I saw first hand the ferocity at which puberty hits girls.

For men, of course, it's all so simple. My boyhood penis and balls remained a perky little wad for so long and then one day, almost all at once and in the middle of class, I felt it all just flop-drop right on down. Most men can probably relate to this, and so I excused myself to the bathroom to investigate this genital shift. I manifested my first true erection sometime later that evening, something that has become an evening tradition for myself there since. But, this was really the only change a boy like me had to grow through. For all intents and purposes, for all *intensive* purposes, I was a man, veins coursing with piping hot blood and potent cum. It was a pleasant and abrupt transition that I look back fondly upon.

My sisters, however, cannot say the same. Each of them, for years, writhed and battled through puberty, snarling and tearing at their own burgeoning bodies as new bulges of flesh, new folds of skin, new growths and sprouting hairs ravaged their increasingly amorphous forms. Hideous creatures they became, with waves of unprovoked cruelty spewing forth from their new mouths. The younger sisters had it the worse, for they saw all that was in store for them via the horrific transformations of their older sisters. The second eldest of which did not survive her metamorphosis to true womanhood. Puberty took hold of her in a much more violent, albeit splendid in its horror, way.

Her woman's blood must have flowed with a particularly insatiable hunger for expansion. Like the eldest, her body, too, expanded, rearranged, snapped into being parts not had before. The elongation of fingers, I think, is typically the first sign of puberty, as the longer fingers make the manipulation of the environment, especially eating and grooming oneself, easier. Her fingers, though, my lost sister, became grotesque parodies of fingers, extending well beyond what I would think would be necessary for personal hygiene, multiplying to the point of absurdity. Her long, bony fingers flowed around her body like an articulated coral swaying in an ocean current. It was a powerful sight, even if I am ashamed of my hormonal thoughts concerning her growing mass.

Her body, of course, did what all bodies of young women do during puberty. It broke down to its base components, dissolving the organs and bones of old into a gelatinous mass of imaginal cells, with harsh menstrual cycles recycling the waste flesh. This sister, as with the rest of her, seemed to expand much too much. Within a few months of beginning her puberty phase, she was already twice as large as her eldest sister, who was already in the throes of her own metamorphosis. Great lumps of flesh moved and allured on the eldest, as expected, but the way the twisted and jutted softly from the other sister were another matter entirely.

She was too big to leave the house, of course, though with the miasma of hormones and pheromones she excreted as she undulated across the floor, having her outside of the home would have presented a danger to her and the rest of our family. My father was very concerned about this, knowing full well what these powerful releases would do to the brain chemistry of any passersby. Luckily, my familial relation, a shared blood, kept my mind relatively unclouded.

As the eldest sister's features became more subtle, more elegant, more supple and purposeful with the passage of time, the second eldest only grew more massive, eventually resulting in her confinement in the bedroom. Make no mistake, this was never the intention of anyone in the family, it just seemed to happen one day. In her most immobile state, a corpulent mass bearing no semblance to the lithe limbs of her prepubescence, she discovered her girth could no longer slip through her doorway, even if her insides were still liquidus. Instead, her bony finger protruded from the doorway, catching us as we walked by when she needed something, which was usually more food. My mother and father we torn on this issue. I heard them arguing often about whether it is to her benefit to feed her, feed her resounding growth, so that she may blossom from puberty as the most glorious form of a woman this family had ever seen, or if the feeding would bring out her death, if the feeding is only prolonging the pupal stage, perhaps indefinitely.

Either way, whether with hesitancy or not, when she unfurled her thick, veiny proboscis and stuck it out of her doorway, we fed her. We all pitched in, even my scared younger sisters. I can't imagine what they thought when rivulets of fluids, blood and other waste, gushed out from new orifices, when soft, womanly features such as nipples and stomachs would shift in and out of prominence within an hour's time, when her face would one day be facing the door with large, abyssal beautiful eyes staring unfocused into the rest of the home and fat, pouty lips that glistened with digestive fluid, and quivered when touched, and then another day facing out the window or submerged back into the flesh, obscured entirely.

It was as sad as it was beautiful.

I remember when I knew she wasn't going to become a full woman, that her fate was to be forever like this. It had been a few years longer than most puberties last, my younger sister starting her own, much less intense transformation. I walked by my second eldest sister's room with a bowl full of sugary slurry for her, and when I peered inside, she had turned her own bony shaft-like finger upon herself, tearing small openings in her thick, amorphous hide. Unused and excess flesh sloughed off her. Her head, having only large, black, scrutinizing eyes, was extended on a muscular stalk of sorts. As she meticulously stripped away flesh, there was an eerie silence to the endeavor. No grunts, or mumbling. No screams or winces. It was just the wet plopping of discarded viscera. String of sinew were cut and trimmed away. Strips of leathery skin and roped of half-formed organs were pulled from the dark, thick blood oozing out, and placed in neat piles along the walls of her room, her nest.

We all stood and watched. We all cried. This was the systematic dismantling of a work of art, of the most glorious, stunning being any of us had ever had, and ever since, been graced with seeing. We knew it was time, though, that puberty had not taken her properly, that there was no longer a future.

As the last of the flesh was stripped off, my sisters and I helped off load the waste downstairs, there stood a malformed skeleton. Bones, so many bones fused in a spectacularly grotesque array and housing a host of cardiovascular organs, pulsing and squelching with the last efforts of a dying woman. With her proboscis tightly curled, and no womanly mouth with which to speak, she told us goodbye with only a powerful gaze from her mirror black eyes. She embraced us with her fingers one last time, then tucked everything under her body. Her size was too much. Her organ ceased function, all hearts quit beating.

Though we all stayed optimistic, hoping she would be one of the great women of history, I think, unspoken, we all knew her fate.

Her biomass was recycled, of course, to the benefit of my younger sisters. They're strong, powerfully alluring women now, the kind of women a father can be proud of, a brother can be proud of, and with every twitch and strut, with every exquisite way they move their bodies, I'm reminded of my lost sister, of, ultimately, her sacrifice when she knew she would never become such a woman.

Puberty can be harsh, but I guess you can still make the most of it even if things go wrong.

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slob 😛 on my knob 🚪 like corn on the cob 🌽 check ✔️ in with me 💁🏿‍♂️ and do your job 👍🏿 lay 🛌🏿 on the bed 🛏️ and gimme head 🗣️ don't 🙅🏿‍♂️ have to ask ❓ don't 🙅🏿‍♂️ have to beg 🙇🏿‍♂️ juicy 🧃 is my name 💁🏿‍♂️ sex 🔞 is my game 🎮 let's call 📱 the boys 👨🏿‍🤝‍👨🏾👨🏽‍🤝‍👨🏼 let's run 🏃🏿‍♂️a train 🚂 squeeze 🤗 on my nuts 🥜🔩 lick 😋 on my butt 🍑 the natural curly hair 🦱 please 🙇🏿‍♂️ don't touch 🙅🏿‍♂️ first 🥇 find a mate 💁🏼‍♀️ second🥈 find a place 🏠 third 🥉 find a bag 🛍️ to hide the hoe face 👩🏼 real name Rover 🐶 i said 💬 bend over 🧎🏼‍♀️i started to knock 🚪 then came the odor 🤢 smelt like mush 🤮 should have had a woosh 🤧 told her 💁🏼‍♀️ to stop 🛑 and take a dush 🧼 when she 💁🏼‍♀️ did that 🧼 i didn't 🙅🏿‍♂️ want the cat 😺 so i bounced 🦘 out and never 🚫 came back 🔙

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