kingwolf
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8 minutes? No wonder you broke up.

Off-topic: One of my teachers accidentally called it “Mass’a Two Shits” back when I was in middle school.

Exceptions to every rule. I don’t think this is good advice for those that left their partner because they were abusive. Or because you found out all their previous partners mysteriously disappeared.

I definitely think there are exceptions to every rule or suggestion. It sucks that you’ve found yourself in this unfortunate situation. But at least now you know this bit of advice does not work for you. I hope you can find or create something that does work in helping you move on from relationships you wish to end.

I had a baby nephew kind of claw at my chest. Also had a kitten bite my nipple through my shirt once. Not sure if they were actually trying to feed off me though.

A completely fair and well thought out assessment. Thank you.

The severity of consequences is irrelevant. If an action is wrong, then it is wrong. I wish to know others’ opinions on whether they think talking about someone in a sexual context is always okay or never okay to do. I personally an not sure either way. I feel it’s only okay when the person that’s the subject of the

Question: Is it okay for guys to talk about women celebrities that give them boners? Would it be cool if a woman celebrity was asked on this show or anywhere else “People are talking about your Johansnatch, can you tell us what it’s shaped like?” Or is this a double standard and instance of hypocrisy that we’ve

Hamaconda don’t want none unless you got buns, hun. So obviously you gotta bribe him with a burger.

“You can’t fight in here, this is the War Room!”

I used to be much angrier and excessively violent when I was a kid. Most of those people deserved their injuries though since they were trying to beat me up... or kill me. So having survived my childhood without being murdered first, there are few things that bother me enough to make me angry. Like, noticeably angry.

I painted it white. I also forgot to include a joke about some work I did today: I filled a hole with my caulk!

I can’t imagine doing that. Feels like I might spontaneously die. Quite illogical. I’ve seen a lot of people die and never been bothered by it, but approaching someone I like terrifies me. This is dumb. I don’t get it.

So there’s a girl in my class I think is cool and I wanna ask her for a date. She’s also in a club I joined a month ago. They made me the lead writer for a short horror film they’re doing. It has to do with nightmares, so I had some fun coming up with weird stuff. One character takes a picture of a candle and then

Question: How do I locate a party?

Fortunate that you didn’t drown in your own vomit while asleep. That kind of stuff terrifies me.

I enjoy Ernest Scared Stupid.

During one party, some gang members tried to start trouble with us. If I remember right, they were looking for some guy from a rival gang or something. So as I mention often around here, my family is quite large. Imagine a clown car, but instead of a dozen or so clowns in a car this stream of about a hundred tough

Fantasies are harmless. You need not feel guilt or shame.

Oh hi, how you doin?