When I was a kid, we were tough. We didn’t whine like the kids today. Nobody had “peanut allergies” back then. Sometimes people’s throats just closed up for no reason, and we accepted it. The only peanut boycott I can recall is the one I organized when Carter got elected. I still like to take credit for his losing that farm.

We didn’t get “participation trophies” back when I was a kid. Actually, we didn’t have trophies, period. If you accomplished something, your reward was that no one pushed you in a lake or teased you until you had to move. It separated the winners from the losers. (Most of those losers ended up going into “*computers*”—good luck with that, pal!)

And no one wore seat belts back then. If you got in an accident, you just got sewn up and didn’t complain. And, look, I turned out fine! My brother didn’t, but you’d never hear him whining about it if he were still here.

Everyone smoked back then, too. Parents smoked. Doctors smoked. The babysitter smoked. And, let me tell you, if you were in a crowded room, you were grateful for the smoke, because it made it harder to see all the car-accident scars.

We didn’t bother with sunscreen when I was a kid. You were lucky if you lived long enough to get cancer. We used to throw a block party any time someone got a tumor. Tumors were a symptom of longevity. Suddenly, what, everyone’s too good for cancer now?

When I was a kid, if an adult handed you a shot of whiskey, you drank it. There was none of this namby-pamby “What’s in this drink? Why does it taste funny?” You were lucky to be given anything at all! We didn’t have these nanny laws about kids needing to stay sober all the time. What do they need to be sober for? It’s not like they’re driving anywhere. Well, maybe to the store to get me a carton of non-filters, but that’s just local roads.

No one ever wore helmets in the good old days, unless they were going into combat, and, even then, all the helmet did was slow the bullets down. “The skull is nature’s helmet,” our coach used to tell us.

We didn’t worry about “spaying” and “neutering” our “pets” back in the day. We just had some stray animals that came around for scraps. And, where I come from, your neighbor’s cat’s sex life was none of your business!

I’m old enough to remember when married couples actually stayed together. When a spouse died, which they did often, the marriage kept going. Widows wore their husband’s ashes around their necks in a jar, and everyone respected that. If a man lost his wife, he got the next oldest sister who wasn’t already spoken for. Lucky broad.

That’s another thing—people used to have respect in the old days. We said “Sir,” “Ma’am,” “Officer,” “Sheriff,” “Your Honor,” “Bailiff,” “Warden,” etc. None of this Logan and Stacey. Or Corey, whatever in the hell kind of name that is.

And there wasn’t any “sleet” or “thundersnow.” There was sun, wind, rain, snow, and that was it. None of these fruity combinations of weather. Sleet is for people who can’t make up their minds about what’s going on.

Kids have it so easy these days, with their clean lungs, neutered cats, and intact skulls. I’d like to take the lot of ’em out back, force-feed them peanuts, and send them into combat. Actually, I tried to do that recently, and am no longer allowed within a hundred feet of that 7-11. But, one of these days, those kids are gonna find out what the real world is all about, and, boy, oh, boy, I can’t wait to laugh it up on my back porch while enjoying the ninety-five-degree November heat that my generation created. You’re welcome, Corey.

You just need to realize most people use mouth-sounds like ants use pheremones and not for communication of ideas. Your communication options are limited to "I confirm your ingroup status or want you to confirm mine," "I have perceived you as a member of an out-group and am proceeding with a threat display," or "Give me deferrence as an in-group member of high status." That's basically it.

Ask most hairless-apes for a nuanced second perspective on something or even to address a topic not directly related to tribal membership and hierarchy and they will genuinely be confused (this is the "Why is he even thinking about [X mildly scientific or philosophical topic]?" reaction).

But this is human nature, not American or Western Culture. Just look at the Iranian customs of Taarof if you want a foreign example of the heights of meaningless and inefficient hierarchical status displays of which Humanity is capable:

>In the rules of hospitality, taarof requires a host to offer anything a guest might want, and a guest is equally obliged to refuse it. This ritual may repeat itself several times (usually three times) before the host and guest finally determine whether the host's offer and the guest's refusal are genuine, or simply a show of politeness.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taarof

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You watch, helplessly, as the Last mozon is engulfed into the ever expanding plane of Cum. Your own creation destroys the very own universe, defying the own plan of existence.

You are alone.

You scream, but nothing comes out of your mouth. You cry, but nothing descends from your eyes. Do you even have eyes? All you can see is the torrid Instotucional white across the whole of the Universe. Entire Gans eclipse before your eyes, but then you realize the horror: The Cum turned against you.

With nothing more to consume, your sons turned against their father, and begin to consume you. You tremble. There's nothing to do. The huge weight impacts you like if whole planets fell onto your shoulders. Your alone. In your last moments, a odd sentiment of peace invades you for the first time since the early days of the universe. It's finally gonna end. You think about all the people that you've met during your stay in this universe. In the end, you think about the researcher. About her arms. Her breasts. You feel... good. For the first time in many hipereons. You jack off it.

It's so.... good, you come at the right time, freeing the constrained cum from your menber. You open your eyes, and behold the bathroom door.

You are Ok. You remember everything. It's all over.

You exit the bathroom after jacking off again, going back to your old life.

The cum stops.

I've been studying software engineering for like half a year now and I have not seen a single femboy or a pair of thigh highs. Did you guys lie to me :( ???

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So if you have a vr capable computer you can download an app on steam called deovr and you can watch all sorts of vr videos on there.

What’s cool is it lets you change the hue, saturation, contrast, brightness, and sharpness of the video.

What I found recently is a vr porn aight called www.sexlikereal.com and it has vr cams on it and if you adjust the hue of the video streams you can make the girls look like their skin is blue like a twileks and lemme tell ya, I didn’t realize how much I was into blue girls till I found that out.

hypernormalization, hyperpolarization, hypersexualization is the result of the modern media age
and will be the death of american society x)
tiktok is a good example of how our attention span isn't enough, fucken if shootings happened like in 9/11, we'd be at a standstill and national emergency but its just normal now lol
can't blame foos for choosing ignorance no mo

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This movie is truly a miracle. It cured my cancer, fed my starving children, and brought my grandmother back to life. Daniel Espinosa (the wonderful director of this film) is more than a filmmaker. He is a PROPHET. Mere words cannot express how thankful I am for the existence of his masterpiece. Thanks to Espinosa, we finally have an answer to the age-old question. God is real, and He is Morbius.

∞/10 stars.

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the netherlands are overrated, like, dutch accent? not really my thing. they don't have personality or culture either, just cheese and tulips, occasional windmill... "oh yea we colonised all of the world" yea dumbass everyone did that, not that colonies are a great thing, like the people would be better off without the dutch, you could get rid of em and nobody would bat an eye. especially online, the dutch can just fuck off... with their constant rampaging shitfest about their quirky language, GEKOLONIZEERD haha so funny dude, how about you colonise some bitches???... flanders got culture, but the dutch? not at all. the dutch just kinda stayed away from the french and you can talk about the french all you want but those mfrs got class a few decades ago, which is what seeped into flanders, the dutch got none of that. all they got is Kees and Mies and their stupid half under water shit country. and their political system is uninspired and lame, their flag is a straight rip-off of the french flag, they are especially stupid and they don't have an interesting history. what did these people do in ww2? jack shit that's what! no personality, the dutch are empty and replaceable. piss country, the only vaguely special thing is friesland where they talk an even more handicapped language than the mainland does

It's so fucking annoying.

When does she even do it? I once pulled an all nighter just to catch her in the act, and she didn't do dick all night. But when I opened my drawer in the morning before work, and pull out a sock, sure enough she's managed to sneak one of her goddamn festering kaijus in there.

It's been going on for a few months now, and it's seriously starting to affect our relationship. I genuinely think she's never even shit in our bathroom since we moved in together. Ever.

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*Every time* I confront her about it, she just tells me my socks are hungry. She's every drawn faces on all of them, with the mouth at the opening.

Yesterday was the final straw. I had just fed her my homemade baked bean recipe for lunch, and she asked me "are you gonna feed your socks?" I told her to shut the fuck up, and that socks are just socks, and don't need food.

She just cracked the goddamn dumbest smile I've ever seen and said "then your socks are gonna have to wait until the morning for their food to come out the oven, if you know what I mean."

*I lost my shit.* I just lowered my head and simply muttered one word: "Why?".

She told me I need to start feeding my socks, and that she was tired of doing all the work. I asked her what the fuck she means by that. "You want me to start shitting in my own socks?" She responded "That's the best way, but they also like celery."

I scream to her "IF THEY LIKE CELERY TOO, WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU JUST FEED THEM THAT FROM THE START?"

She walks towards me and whispers in my ear: "Because that's not their favorite food you Elmer's glue sniffing cuck."

I respond "SO WHAT? You think I get to eat my favorite food every day?? Why does a sock have to eat better than me?"

We get into a heated debate on this, and end up compromising.

They get celery on the weekdays, and she shits in them during the weekends (when I'm off).

I'm still not satisfied. I love her but goddamn she's a fucking troglodyte sometimes.

One day while Andy was masturbating, Woody got wood. He could no longer help himself! He watched as Andy stroked his juicy kawaii cock. He approached Andy which startled him and make him pee everywhere on the floor and on Woody too. Being drenched in his urine made him harder than ever! Woody: "Andy Senpai! I'm alive and I want to be INSIDE OF YOU." Andy: "Oh Woody Chan! I always knew you were alive! I want to stuff you up my kawaii ass!" Woody grabbed a bunch of flavored lube and rubbed it all over his head Woody: "Oh my! It's cherry flavored lube! Cherry is my favorite! Woody then stuffed his head up into Andy's tight ass! The other toys around the room watched intently as Woody shoved his head back and forth into Andy's nice ass, continuously making a squishy wet noise. The other toys also became aroused and they all gathered around Woody and Andy and started to urinate all over them, and then they started to masturbate. Andy: "Oh my goodness, Woody Chan! You are churning my insides up so well! Your nose is stimulating my prostate! OH YES! All the other toys became so aroused by this, that they could not help themselves anymore! They pushed Woody completely inside, and they all went inside. All of them wanted to be inside Andy's nice round ass. Andy: "No wait guys! My ass cannot hold this much! I'm getting so full! All the toys went inside of poor squirming Andy and pretty much, he was beyond full, and died from having his insides completely damaged. The mother came inside and found Andy, dead with a huge ass hemorrhage on his anus, with a HUGE belly full of toys.

Why do people always say "not my proudest fap" when referring to really weird or bad porn. What's supposed to be your proudest fap then? When you came in 5 minutes from some vanilla porn? If you manage to get yourself off to some giantess pegging interracial porn you should be way more proud than if you only cum to a man and a woman having boring regular sex. It takes commitment, time and effort to get off to incest fishnet stockings vore porn. When you cum it feels like a real achievement, something to be proud of. You've done the bare minimum. Masturbating to furry reverse birth scat porn takes true effort just to stay hard. It trains your mental fortitude and teaches you to push on against all odds, and when you finally orgasm it feels like you earned it. Now that's something to be proud of.

I am a wolf. I am an alpha.


I am a rare breed. I live alone in the dark and I persist against all odds. I am above others. Humanoid men are afraid of me. Their genes subconsciously tell them that they are no match for me.

Humanoid females avoid me. I intimidate them. But one day they will realize their mistake in not choosing me. They will realize that they could've created a pack with a Wolf, but all they did was to play around with puppies instead.

But then they will be old and it will be too late.

Society shuns me. I am a threat to them, because I am a rebel. I only howl at them in response and laugh. I embrace the solitute and the solitute embraces me. I don't need others, because all I need is myself.

On a full moon, I patrol around my lands. My river is philosophy, my mountain is Reddit, and my forests are anime.

Which is all I need to survive. Do not make a mistake and foolishly trespass on my territory. It might come back to bite you.

I am a Wolf. I am an Alpha.


**Fear me.**

I have an awesome joke for you…

Here it goes…

This one’s a real doozy…

Okay, 3, 2, 1:

Wife….

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