My stepping away from My religion occurred I think about 5 years ago. So my middle-ish thirties. Right about the time that they tried to make it illegal for women to be able to have access to medical services. And I argued that if the government has the ability to force a person to bring another person to term then the government has the level of authority it needs to take away your guns or do any other thing that would impose its rule over you via force. And when the church people who finally pulled the mask off and said yeah but at least this version of tyranny is okay according to the Bible was when I stepped away. Prior to that I had struggled with the concept of if there is a being that could have created all of existence, us as human beings would be like a flea trying to comprehend the lunar landing. And if a being of that caliber exist I cannot fathom that it would care whether or not you touched yourself at night. Or who you were in the bed with.

You can make something levitate, removing the need for it to be supported.

Or never eat ass.

Sir or ma’am, I’m going to need you to stop peaking into my windows.

Search “sweater dress”.

FUCKING FINALLY SOMEONE GOT IT!

I am.

Brazil is a movie.

Horrific.

Ha! Also, American.

Leggings are her compromise.

Thanks. I made it myself.

Why do I find that so sardonically hilarious?

Yes.

Thank software engineers for that.

Well, now I should take this meme down. You’ve given me a counterpoint so complete I have no retort. I will now go grab my towel.

As long as both parties have knowledgeable consent, then what does the label really matter? You like what you like(legally speaking). The only people who should feel ashamed of what they’re into are furries. Filthy things…

(I kid, but only just.)

Fellow inside kid I see.

Someone’s channeling their inner Caligula…

I respect your line but will not follow it for myself.