

No implication intended. I’m not a bad guy. I would never fuck a lioness that didn’t want it, but that’s just the thing. Everything I know about them leads me to believe they’re jonesin’ for it, but I’m not a biologist.
No implication intended. I’m not a bad guy. I would never fuck a lioness that didn’t want it, but that’s just the thing. Everything I know about them leads me to believe they’re jonesin’ for it, but I’m not a biologist.
What can you tell me about coquettish lionesses? Are they as soft and smooth as my friend has imagined?
The Catholic Footnotes author, blobfish article progressing most-unexpectedly:
Definitely. Also possible that having sex in grass sometime would blow my mind in ways I couldn’t comprehend.
Fine, I’ll just quote from the blog hosting that photo (checks notes…catholicfootnotes.com, wtf?):
The very existence of such a creature raises pressing questions, some practical (life application) and others more scientific or theoretical (as G.K. Chesterton once said, “every question is a theological question”). Life application questions might include: Does this thing swim near the shore? Might I encounter the Blobfish on my next tubing adventure? Would the Blobfish survive in my massive aquarium? More (or less) scientific questions might be: Is that a nose? Is the Blobfish nearing extinction? Does the Blobfish live near the bottom or top of the oceanic food chain? And the question everyone is asking: What’s up with those lips?
Okay, but hear me out.
Just spill it, you kinky freak, what is it? Fat cartoon animals? Differently-abled Schoolhouse Rock puppets? This is a no-judgment zone (speaking only for myself, mind you).
Okay, hear me out, it’s not what you think! More power to those who have, but I swear I’ve never even dressed like a cat.
But I mean goddamn gurl…right? Guys?
If he’s into documentaries, see if he might like the Adam Curtis documentary HyperNormalisation.
Damn, OP BLASTED the news outlets!
Great suggestion.
I think a lot of wholesome movies would become horrifying if you gave the characters massive, hairy dongs really flopping about in every scene. I’m thinking the likes of:
Really most movies, the more I think of it.
Does it explain how or why there are so many Marios?
Why would you do this when the functionality is built right in?
Did they not offer a deep-dish Pepperoni Lovers option?
I worked for an investment firm that had about 75 employees, but managed $35 billion in assets. There are a lot of those. Their investments tended to be a lot of the companies ruining the world, ranging from the privatized ambulance companies to the privatized hospice care companies to the emerging-market banks, etc…etc… And that’s just one “small” investment firm.
Why do you want to dress like a European king/aristocrat? If anything, creating vests was where we went wrong. Now capes…
Given how accurate that movie was, it seems possible Hugo Weaving is actually the whole problem.
Kindly refrain.
Naaaaaaants, ingoyaaaamaaaaaa, ba-gi-thi baba