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Thank you! I’m glad people are liking it! I know it can be a little intense, and not to everyone’s taste.
But seriously… don’t feel bad if you like it. I’m one of those people that thinks you don’t have to feel ashamed for liking something fictional. I’ve read (or written) a few things that I enjoyed reading about, but they would send me screaming in the other direction in reality. It is a story, no one is getting hurt.
I get some of the weirdest, most random anons ever. 99% of them are amusing, or entertaining, or sending me random things to read/watch/listen to. And I love all of those, along with my friends that send me smut and pics and stories and stuff.
But there is that 1% of the asks that isn’t very nice. And if you’d like to come off anon and discuss your issues, I’m willing to hear what you say. I’m guessing it’s the same person, since you have some typing patterns. So, either come and talk to me, or take a flying fuck at a rolling donut. Your choice.
1968 Pontiac GTO
I CHALLENGE YOU TO A BATTLE OF WITS
The game is this:
I set up five pairs of identical looking shots:
pineapple juice or lemon juice,
Chinese sugar tea or apple cider vinegar,
flat coke or soy sauce,
water or distilled white vinegar,
and tomato juice or Tabasco sauce.
I challenge a player in the circle to a color. They pick one and I take the other, with our best poker faces. Other players have to guess who got what.
It’s like the Princess Bride/A Study in Pink but no one gets poisoned!
you people are sick
I don’t think Maggie Smith is acting in this scene.
I wanna be
where the people are
This is the Global Seed Vault — a doomsday vault built to save the world from starvation. It was made to ensure that humanity never runs out of diverse sources of food to grow, if-slash-when we totally destroy the planet.
The vault houses over 800,000 seed samples from countries all over the world in a concrete tunnel designed to last 10,000 years, cut into a remote Norwegian mountainside. (Can’t you just imagine an Austin Powers plot set here?)
this idea of “just turn off anon” reminds me of like teaching girls how not to get raped vs teaching boys not to rape. obviously there is a drastic difference but, why don’t we just discourage sending anon hate instead of suggesting that I have to do certain things to avoid it