I want to be reborn as a housecat when I die. I would chill in my cat tree rolling in catnip and eat and sleep all day. It would be glorious.
I want to be reborn as a housecat when I die. I would chill in my cat tree rolling in catnip and eat and sleep all day. It would be glorious.
My last kitty was a senior when I got her (+10 yrs) and she was the sweetest, chillest girl. I miss her terribly :(.
PHRASING.
When I was 17, I had super low self esteem, and always thought I was fat and gross. Now, when I look at pics of myself from that time, I am like "GIRL." Now I am probably less pretty, but much happier in that IDGAF.
Been scrolling for ages trying to find someone who commented on this. Oral sex is still SEX. If PIV sex is the only thing that counts as boning, then apparently us gays have been doin it wrong this whole time.
Yeah, I am a fan of Trevor Noah's from before, but his TDS bits have been super underwhelming. I am kind of afraid that he's not actually funny, just a good story-teller. Hopefully I'm wrong.
*BAAAAAARF*
Yeah. I agree with her message, but her execution is *barf*.
Or Yo Ho
In my team (which I love the shit out of), our go-to drinking song is "Yo Ho," which does have a little bit of necrophilia at the end :/. After coming from French rugby, where the environment is surprisingly respectful, I was pretty surprised by how grabby the guy ruggers are in the states tho.
A couple years ago, in college, I spoke to a counselor about maybe changing my major to architecture. My grades were excellent, and I had As and Bs in every math course I had taken, even some that were actually over my head because I had taken them without the prerequisite. Her response was along the lines of, "do you…
When I was also 19, I crashed my sister's car into a light pole. I was staying with her and knew I had overstayed my welcome, but was in such a tough place that I couldn't get my shit together and move out. She was me lending her car while she was at work and then Boom, I crash it while going to pick her up. I called…
I went mountaineering with a group of like 7 friends a few years ago, so this might not qualify as public. One of these guys, it turns out, really wanted to be a drill sergeant. It was a pretty tough climb and the air was very thin so we were resting about every 30 minutes. Apparently this was too slow for drill…
I'd probably need to see a medical professional about that.
Every time I find out I'm reading something an evolutionary psychologist says, my eyes glaze over and bile wells up in my diaphragm.
IKR? I've had real life vets who seemed less knowledgeable than this kid.
Weird.
Tripled dipped! Damn! I count myself as an enthusiast, but I don't think I'd be down for that.