we need personally tailored hormone cocktails. if u want estrogen curves a non functional dick and a flat chest u should be able to get that. if u want huge tits hard cock huge loads we should promote that. when i’m president we’ll kill all real estate agents in the street like dogs.
so my new phone has suggested automatic responses right
[D: a notification of a new message reading: “hey i’m just in the toilet i won’t be long.” The two auto-suggested replies below in all caps are “Oh, okay” and “No, you're not” End ID.]
Dating is complicated for Joey. While there is more than one unicorn or dragon in the world, as far as anyone knows, there is only one Jersey Devil. The purple people eaters could not be reached for comment.
Joey, what thinking she was going to eat? Her preferred food is right there in her name, Joey. IT'S RIGHT THERE IN HER NAME!
She could at least chew with her mouth closed
And of course they’re defending this policy by saying it’s to fight child sex trafficking. What a surprise, that this particular moral panic is being used to smokescreen measures that will endanger vulnerable and desperate people exercising their rights!
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“Fawn Rogers - Electric Oyster, 2021
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Fawn Rogers - Electric Oyster, 2021
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my uncle's sweet greyhound Joey, sketched from life as he chilled in his giant bed by the dining table.
Caran d'Ache Neocolor pastels on bristol paper.
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Inane worldbuilding minutia of the day: there is a viral dance craze in Runaway to the Stars "modern day" (approx. 2325), because what is society without a viral dance craze. It began on Martian social media and then spread to the rest of the human internet via the extranet social platform Megaforum.
It is called "The Whop."
It takes some skill to to whop quickly without losing your balance, and videos of skilled whoppers dancing in increasingly ridiculous and inconvenient locations has plagued the human internet for years now. It has a resurgence every time a new bubble of human space discovers and spreads it.
There is also a two-person version of The Whop:
Two-person whopping is extremely popular among children, much to the dismay of their elders. If you don't pay attention and keep time with the other party, it's extremely easy to slap them square in the face. Video compilations of people getting injured while whopping abound. School nurses have seen many victims of the viral dance, sent in with bruises and bloodied noses after whopping too hard.
