I shoot, but I also throw tomahawks. I’m a good shot, but as far as muscle memory, I feel way more comfortable with my tomahawk next to my bed.

Personally, I think he lost his will to live after spending more than a few hours a day with her. But your guess is a close second.

My great Grandmother lived to 99 by pure spite. She never drank or smoked, but he hated everyone and alienated her family. In her retirement community, she engaged in a ten year feud with her neighbors. She once stabbed a paramedic. I met her once, at age three, where she allegedly informed my parents that I was…

After I had my kids, I kept my guns at my dads. That’s where I go to hunt and shoot any way.

I used to work at a manufacturing company as an accountant and TBH, The Office is a fair representation of that environment. 

Clearly the answer lies in ninjitsu and the application of throwing stars.

Walk your middle aged ass in there! I not only walk my 37 year old butt in there, I buy clothes for myself that i wear out in public! And not just tee-shirts. I found a great rockabilly dress printed with the cheshire cat. I’m wearing it to the next PTA meeting.

I read on AO3 and I’ve noticed a trend to, I guess, obsessive consent. I like non-con, too, but sometimes I want to read a nice romantic smut scene. Most of the newer stuff reads like:

I had an ex who would pin me in such a way that he wasn’t strangling me, but if I fought back I’d strangle,that way “I was doing to myself”. He used it as a form of punish me to “calm me down” if I showed any sort of emotion. He usually held me there until I had a panic attack.

I worked in a pizzeria and at the end of the night our delivery guys would take any unsold/mistake pizzas down to the women’s shelter. one or more of them would usually buy some 2 liters to drop off as well.

I still use Pandora and will until I die or it does. I finally managed to create my ideal station, a mixture of 80's rock interspersed with Johnny Cash ant The Charlie Daniels Band.

My bard was Kara Stonefist, the Dwarven Stand up comedian. I made my DM ban bards for the next game because of Vicious Mockery and my vast collection of “yo mamma...” jokes.

I’m unobservant and I eat fast. There is a 105% chance that I would just eat the ring. Nothing like a wedding proposal after emergency surgury, Or even more romantic, after an nice BM.

I was .02 seconds from doing that same joke.

Consider Oregon State, whose mascot is the Beaver, and who are now Lady Beavers.

Way back in the early 90's when I worked for a small local pizzeria (I was a cook). 3 of the 4 delivery boys sold pot, which they sourced from the GM.

My dad has a pole barn fully equipped with for car repairs (He’s been rebuilding a Studebaker since 1985). I’m sure he’ll rent it out. He lives in the middle of nowhere, down a long tree-lined dirt driveway. Neither the house nor the barn are visible from the road.

If she had signed it off, “bless your little heart” it could have been equally southern. Nothing says Fuck You like a nice southern “Well, bless your heart...”

Yeah, I love how people are shitting all over her because her parents have money. Like she isolates herself with $100 bills and skied along a path of gold. Screw the haters. Jade, you are amazing!

Holy hell there is a ton of fish and/or fishman porn out there. Including furries (Fishies?). People want to have sex with fish. It’s a thing. Or so I’ve heard. I’d certainly never look at or think about it. (Nervously shoves Abe Sapien pictures under her desk)