I’m not going to commit any crimes, but I had a fling drop knife play on the second hookup and it didn’t phase me. So long as my partner can and does consent I’m good to go.
I’m not going to commit any crimes, but I had a fling drop knife play on the second hookup and it didn’t phase me. So long as my partner can and does consent I’m good to go.
Maybe a 3+.
While I’m completely satisfied by vanilla sex with my partner every time, I’m not locked into my personal interests or against the wider spectrum. 3 is where I want it, anything else is just extra credit.
Showed my partner, they said, “Is this some kind of raaave??”
Now you must propagate dark and horrible legends about it!
For me, meditation is basically useless for anything outside of self diagnostic work. I can use it to figure out where a pain is coming from or how my guts feel but anything more emotional needs more prompting.
This is exactly how I use tarot! It’s not a magical technique of divination, it’s a collection of targeted vagueries that help your brain frame a concept in a way you wouldn’t naturally conceive. You make the answers, tarot is just the conceptual equivalent of picking up an object and inspecting it to figure out what it is.
I have a billiard break cue, it’s hollow steel pipe with brass and galvanized fittings to screw it together. Based off the material, original colors, and general look it’s probably from the early 70’s.
Without fail, if a drunk person finds out it’s hollow they get super weird about it. They hand it back like it’s a writhing appendage, avoid using it when offered, even had a guy drop it like it was gonna bite him. Either way, I play better with it than I ever did before, and I gave it a gorgeous glossy crimson repaint.
That’s exactly my taste! I’ll take it if you ever wanna her rid of it!
That clearly says mouet
In the aughts, pirates bay felt like the library of Congress. If a single commenter on a B tier forum saw it in a guy’s basement in the mid 80’s there was a sure bet at least 3 people were seeding it and one of them had great upload. If it wasn’t there, you had a dozen different sites with their own dedicated fans posting everything you could ever want.
Now it’s maybe 6 sites, they all have the exact same listings, and the only things with seeds came out in the last year of two. It’s like seeing your local library after a fire.
Know where you are. Any trouble you get in gets so much worse when you’re lost.
Trust your gut. If you don’t feel right about something it’s better to be safe then sorry.
Bar tenders and gas stations. If you need someone to help you, that’s the best two options.
I’ll call the illegal transgender aliens, we’ll make it a party.
Old Gods of Appalachia: It’s a beautifully made slice of southern folk horror with a slow burn story, the ambience of being lost in the woods, and a narration like a gospel preacher worshipping cthulhu.
The Wrong Station: Well written stand alone weird fiction with a narrator that sounds life the uncanny valley took human form to stare at your tits while trying to pick you up at a bar. The content ranges from period pieces to high sci-fi, app with a horror lean and the into is fantastic.
Knifepoint Horror: Soren Narnia, of all the names, seems to do these alone. There’s no into, no talk, just right into a story and right out, leaving you to think about what you just listened to. The production value is great, the content is amazing, and there’s a mystique to it that others lack.
Sam’s club. It’s the same quality as the rest of the corpos but it’s the only one that’s affordable.
Guys I found Vance!
I’m using the Eternity app, ask instances appear on the same feed for me. I assumed that was how the website worked too.
There’s exactly what in saying. The only middle class white folk I know are people on the internet, but I’m the only person taking about brewing on the internet that I know, so I’d bet there’s just a lot of offline brewers with their own wild ideas.
Hey, I think I can be an outside voice here, while I am white, I’m poor, queer, and learned homebrewing from my Hispanic father in law making tepache.
Given my experience with the Mexican brewing community and the rural white folk brewers in my area, I think the barrier here is just internet use. My father in law speaks limited English so he’s kind of adverse to forum conservation. The stillers back in my home town didn’t need the internet, they learned it from their parents and talked about it with their neighbors.
For my part, I came here to bridge the gap and make something a little more white, middle-class, straight. My fil’s tepatche is a dinghy grey paint water, mine is a crisp, clear amber. I don’t see any dandelion or mulberry wine here, but champagne yeast makes for a better taste then bread yeast.
If you’re looking for something different, pick a random fruit and see how we’ve used it for alcohol, because we’ve absolutely used it for alcohol.
So do that? What’s stopping you? Life is you’re to live and I don’t see why any lifestyle would be better than another.
Rookie numbers. Gotta pump those numbers up!