Oh! As in, should you be an outside observer, and grabbing the whole planet, you'd be able to feel houses on its surface if it were the size of a golf ball?
Presumably you'd feel like crushing under your fingers like the hairs on a kiwi lol
Oh! As in, should you be an outside observer, and grabbing the whole planet, you'd be able to feel houses on its surface if it were the size of a golf ball?
Presumably you'd feel like crushing under your fingers like the hairs on a kiwi lol
I'm sure there's some actual science thing they're referencing here, but I don't understand it. Who can't feel houses?
Death by snu snu?
Me, neither! I might be the only one who would have freaking loved a Wesley led series, though. Lol
Should I Google otherkin? I don't mind learning about other people's kinks, but I recently saw the pictures of the dude who finished in a shoe box every time, and now I'm more careful with what I search all willy nilly.
I mourn the loss the Key West, and... Not much else, geographically speaking.
Replace waiter with "CEO" and you begin to understand why socialists believe what they do
My beloved cat friend, Jack, passed early this year. He was amazing. A highland lynx, absolutely massive, and clumsy as they come. He would only drink water from one of these for years, but refused to ever stick his face in it. He was a polydactyl, meaning he had giant enormous feet with extra toes. He could cup his paws like hands, and would scoop water from the basin (not the stream), and drink from it like some kind of royalty.
His paws were constantly wet, and our home always had cat paw prints on the floor, and I miss that so much.
My favorite way out of that situation was to tell them that the registers were automatically shut down at closing. Literally no way to ring up a purchase. It worked most of the time
Once gave a ride to a dude on Grindr that was leaving his abusive husband at 4am for similar reasons, didn't know the neighbors, didn't trust they wouldn't be violently anti gay.
Another time I was broke down on the side of the road and a dude came and hung out with me in freezing weather until the wrecker got there.
One other time I was broke down in a city an hour from home in a blizzard (I've had a lot of shitty cars) and a dude got me a hotel room for the night, no strings.
Grindr, and the gay community in general, can sometimes be really great places
Honestly? Someone telling me this would do absolute wonders for my self esteem, ngl
Your spirit was willing but your flesh was spongy and bruised, I take it