
For fucks sake, you can say fuck as many fucking times as you fucking want; with fucking commas and those wiggly fucks semicolons, one fuckton of fucking fucks can be fucked into the hole of a sentence.


Handicapped citizens is a term used to be neutral in most places, nor exclusionary for non citizens


Wait, so we’re supposed to have walkable cities and towns to minimize vehicle use, but we can’t also have the equivalent of handicapped parking for the folks that need it most?
I’m not sure what’s infuriating about this. It’s exactly the same principle as handicapped parking, and there should be more of these.
Yeah, ideally you’d have enough benches around so that everyone can cop a squat as needed/wanted. But let’s be fucking real here, a healthy, able bodied person in their twenties or thirties isn’t going to need a seat as often.
Also, fuck that boomer stupidity. We’re supposed to make a world that allows our elderly to have freedom of access and personal mobility. Idgaf what empty headed shit you have against actually baby boomers, we are all going to get old, die, or die before getting old. It’s about fucking supporting each other when we’re in need. Today’s boomers? Well, you’ll be them in fifty years and looking back at this and think “holy fuck, I wish I had a place to sit before trying this next block” this shit helps you, your mother, your uncle, and eventually your kids.
Gtfo with your ablist, ageist shit


It’s pink, nubby, and you finger it. That doesn’t seem like a nipple to me ;)


Hey, I finger the klitoris of my thinkpad all the time
You cup your testicles and make an oath upon them. Testify!


I’ll answer with a question that should well serve as an answer
What boycott?

Going to a church for company

Using every single round of ammo, or bourbon, depending on what i get caught for

Thursdays, because Thor is amused at our shenanigans
As an actual usable service with feature forward apps? Signal. But I prefer the relative discretion of matrix. I like more layers between me and the rest of the world in my private communications


Ngl, once I had stable internet access, and the ability to burn discs, I went full pirate.
I methodically downloaded every album I could never afford, copies of the ones I bought, and then started discovering new artists (many of whom I eventually bought stuff of).
Once I got an iPod, I was happy as a pig in slops. What could be better than carrying ten times the music that would fit in my biggest realistically portable cd carrier? And it was pocket size!
Porn. Tentacle porn. A lot of it

Go read Invisible Monsters, by Chuck Palahniuk. That’s essentially what the entire book is about.
Find the thing you’re scared of, the worst idea you can think of. Then do it


Devolve into anxiety
Bullshit, unless that’s code for an ejaculating buttplug in the ass, because that’s how he died