“Much appreciated Rrhalnax old fellow, t’was getting mighty annoying and these barbers do masterful work. Always worth the trip to look handsome.”
zeta males however, will simply probe you
fucking elizabethans, no it can’t possibly be that they put on fat so they can —like— survive not eating; no it’s that the fat makes them sleep
brains so fucking huge they needed corsets and collars for structural support
literally sliding through the apartment it seems
it’s so fucking strange how people insist on being polite towards people who have shown them the precise opposite of politeness, like what will it take to make you not be polite? gonna get stabbed in the gut and go “bro! not cool.”?
cogito ergo cum
it’s like removing the lower part of ron perlman’s face, he just ends up looking like anthony bourdain.
tfw she lets you Deep Rock her Galactic
Boys: “holy shit that’s awesome, come on in, we’ve got mountain dew”
i feel like that’s just doomguy inherently
do they record sitcoms in there?
Here I sit broken hearted, tried to shit but only farted.
Later on I took a chance, and tried to fart but shit my pants.
exactly, i’d have gone with just posting a cute image of the otter and the text “chomnkey floofer 🙏”, but i guess they have too many old people who would just think they’re having a stroke or something.
yeah sorry bud but i’ve done my own research and cooling liquids burn cold, i won’t fall for your industry propaganda.
my take is just that we should stop caring so much about the precise details of people’s identity and treat it like food preferences: if it becomes relevant we try to explain it in as much detail as is needed, and people we interact with a lot will probably have a good understanding of it.
The comparison to language is actually quite apt since language has the same problem of people insisting it be grouped into neat boxes, when in reality every person basically speaks a unique language that may well vary from time to time.
i will however advocate for throwing denmark in the sea