the next day after exerting myself too much because i felt good for once
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the next day after exerting myself too much because i felt good for once
my teeth were perfectly designed to tear abd rend the soft white flesh of the gentle beast known as the mozzarella
Oh I think I deleted it by accident..
My meme-ish poster about executive dysfunction, or "The Sits" as we call it in our house. This is to share my experiences with exec. dysfunction, everyone's a little different ☺️
clowngirl getting an orchiectomy and the surgeon just keeps removing ball after ball after ball after ball after
clown nurse standing by solemnly adding each successive ball to the ones she's already juggling
oh my fucking god
My Grandmother's Bowl
Oh how my grandmother raged
to see her earthenware bowl
sitting on my kitchen counter
filled with fruit snacks and chips.
"That bowl is our family history,
passed down for generations
with careful hands and reverence.
It deserves a place of honor."
My grandmother is so concerned
with impressing ghosts
and respecting tradition
that she does not understand
That bowl is filled with love for my family
small comforts that never run empty
and can always be reached
whenever they are needed.
There is not possibly a more honorable place
that I could put it
Are Pinky and the Brain still trying to take over the world? Because at this point, I'm willing to hear the Brain's platform.
She's being so big and brave.
rocket pops and other popsicles have had a recent surge in popularity as a drink flavor but im fucking sick of it because NO ONE is putting a drop of popsicle stick wood extract in it. its fake as fuck if im not tasting the STICK
Behold!
A Cursed Image!
(I had to see this with mine own eyes and I feel compelled to inflict it upon all of you)
4 legs?????
YOU WIN MOST CURSED TAGS THANK YOU
THE SAGA FUCKING CONTINUES
GOOD EVENING AND WELCOME TO THE POST
WORSE IT GOT WORSE
It is a very visibly double pregnant centaur standing between a vet’s office and a doctor’s office do try to keep up
I like to imagine that a centaur tailor would have patterns ready for all the style of centaur pants:
Of course, as our lady is rocking the sundress look, I’m just going to assume she’s going au naturale on the front half. Gotta keep it aired out, you know? Keeps things smelling fresh.
Unfortunately, my Centaur Anatomical Charts do not cover the Reproductive System. Alas
How is she wearing high heels? Hooves don't have heels!
You are quite right!
She isn’t wearing heels!
Those are her hooves
Seriously. Zoom in.
Strange
No one ever knows what to say to that
So she grew cow hooves or a mix between horse and cow, and trained them to grow into that shape? That's like training your toenails into ballet pointe shoes.
Oh I’m sure she got them done somewhere
I am depressed by the lack of reference in this curséd thread to John Varley's Gaia trilogy and his Titanides.
*sigh* It's like no one reads the classics anymore...
Holy shit you were not kidding
At least she's wearing horse panties on the horse half?? And from the human doctor's expression, it looks like he's at least one of the baby daddies.
Finally!
Someone looked at that Doctor’s expression!
Like. My guy is very happy to see her.
i'd recognize that face anywhere
@misstextures i must show you this as an act of revenge
I don't remember what I did for you to show this monstrosity upon me but I probably deserve it to be honest
i still haven't recovered after the monsters inc
TF YOU MEAN THIS ISNT A 10K NOTE POST RB'D BY @hellsite-hall-of-fame?????
As for clothing, anything that snaps or buckles is unlikely for anatomical reasons.
So they'd likely wear something similar to a loincloth up front with a caparison tossed over their back half.
Which is surprisingly close to what she's wearing in the actual image except she's decided to have her ass all out, likely as a kink thing.
Did they say motherfucking centaur parthenogenesis
Who are you, to be so wise in the ways of Science?
Parthenogenesis is specifically in reference to Varley's Titanide centaurs from his Gaia trilogy.
IIRC (it's been a while):
Titanides have either male or female human genitals in front and both sets of horse genitals behind.
Front sex creates an egg (marble sized) that gets manually implanted in the rear and fertilized with the rear equipment.
Here's a diagram from the book illustrating the various possible permutations:
The Titanides are the most fully fleshed out species in the trilogy, but there is LOTS of freaky wild biology including a completely organic luftwaffe and film crews from booms to camera, all living things (the alien creating all of this life watched a lot of old movies).
Me, a Centaur Biologist, at the Titanides Breeding Season Soirée & Orgy, trying to categorize everything going on around me:
so i think the solution is to give dachshunds a third pair of legs right in the middle
Years before the covid pandemic began, author Naomi Kritzer wrote the charming, emotionally genuine short story "So Much Cooking," which was a pandemic log through the eyes of a cooking blog. The premise is that the author is a home cooking blogger raising her kids, and then a pandemic hits--and bit by bit she's feeding not only her own, but her sister's kids, some neighbors' kids, and so on, in a situation of pandemic lockdown and food shortages.
It's very good, and was prescient for a lot of the early days of the covid pandemic. I found myself returning to it often in the first couple of years because of how steadfast it was in its hopefulness.
Last year she wrote a novelette, "The Year Without Sunshine," which attacks a similar problem in a similar way; instead of pandemic, this one is about the aftereffects of a distant nuke or a massive volcano explosion (it doesn't say), which has churned a great deal of dust into the air, causing massive damage to society and agriculture. The story covers one neighborhood, pulling together to keep each other alive--not through violence, but through lawn potatoes and message pinboards and bicycle-powered oxygen concentrators.
I recommend both stories. They're uplifting in a way that a lot of what I see lately isn't. They're a bit of a panacea for constant fearmongering about intracommunity violence and grinding hatefulness. We can be good to each other, if we try.
These are both excellent stories, and I also heartily recommend her story "Better Living through Algorithms."