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christening my new blog with some letterman michael for @ohaubergine đ
david try not to touch michael challenge: impossible
sam: have you heard from michael?
lucy: no. im starting to get worried that he hasnât checked in
sam: heâs sleeping in a cave full of hot guys. i canât imagine why he hasnât called his mother
Imagine an AU where the lost boys arenât actually vampires (theyâre genuinely just freaks) but Sam & the Frogs are convinced that they are.
So one day David goes to visit Michael and Sam confronts him about it, stake in hand ready to slime this kid out and Davidâs just like,
âDude I fucking wish, thatâd be sick as FUCKâ
Mariaâs delivery on the line âMichael donât be naiveâ was so perfect bc she rlly delivered that with not just the frustration of Star but of the entire audience listen to this 18 year old boy go on abt how he couldâve fought off four full vampires as a regular human with injured ribs.
SIR- YOU PUNCHED DAVID IN THE JAW AND THE ONLY EFFECT WAS HE WAS SURPRISED. I can only imagine the punch had the effect of a mosquito bite to David.
Star was saying what all of us were thinking and Maria Wirries delivered that with excellence
genuinely it would be less gay for them to just kiss instead of doing whatever the hell theyre doing
Recently managed to activate the most amazing infodump trap card.
I was driving through Vermont with a friend, and we pulled over at a tiny shop offering Maple Items. We were on the state highway, not the interstate, so "pulling over" meant "squeezing my tiny car into a parking bay the size of a broad highway shoulder."
As we got out of the car, an older woman emerged from behind the building where she had been pruning her roses. She introduced herself as Tammy.
Her shop offered the promised variety of Maple, but also a number of small antiques and a plethora of dog figurines, plaques, and clearly-hand-stitched garden flags.
A huge purple ribbon hung on the wall behind the register, along with many pictures of small dogs. This was no county fair ribbon. It was the size of my torso. The material had the soft sheen of actual silk.
As I placed my purchases on the counter, I asked, "Do you... Breed dogs?"
Yes. She does. She has bred Yorkies for the last 40 years. Her mother bred Yorkies before her. The purple ribbon was from her national championship winning Yorkie.
You may be expecting that the infodump was going to be about Yorkies.
It was not.
It was about 40 years of drama in the Yorkie breeding community. Where â you must understand â the judging at shows is often about who you're in with, not about the dogs. This is especially true when Tammy's opponents win anything.
And Tammy's mother! Well. Phyllis has been on the Yorkie scene since Yorkies were invented. Because of this, many women of equally venerable age hold deep grudges against Phyllis. The sort of grudges that result in episodes of Midsommar Murders.
This led to deep injustices against Phyllis on the part of judges and prevented her dogs from winning so often she retired from the scene. Judging is all about who you're friends with, after all.
After 20 years in hiding, Phyllis â the One True Queen of Yorkie Breeding â hatched a plot. She may have been out of the show circuit, but she was still breeding dogs. She entered an absolutely perfect bitch in the national competition, but sent her with a handler rather than go in person.
None of the usurpers knew who this dog belonged to, and in dog-breeding circles this Does Not Happen. This could have resulted in further injustices, but Phyllis was crafty. She knew this tournament was being judged by a man from the UK, who knew naught of the drama in the US Yorkie Empire.
With these advantages â and being the best dog there â Phyllis's bitch won the highest honor at the show.
Incensed by this insult to their ill-gotten supremacy, the other owners descended on the handler after the show, demanding to know for whom he was working.
"Phyllis," said he.
The name of the overthrown queen evoked horror in the usurpers.
"PHYLLIS!? She's still ALIVE!???"
Yes, Phyllis yet lived, and this bitch â the dog, not the woman â went on to mother Tammy's current dogs. One of whom, Lucy-Fur, is the reincarnation of Tammy's sister (also Lucy). This is certain for two reasons.
Firstly, Sister Lucy absolutely went straight to Hell upon her death, and Lucy-Fur the dog is positively as evil as Sister Lucy was.
Secondly, Sister Lucy always said when she died she wanted to come back as one of Phyllis's dogs because "mom treated the dogs better than us."
âHe ordered me to kill them. So I did. I killed them all.â
One of my dude coworkers was like "we should both quit and start an onlyfans." We??
Update he is in fact bi. Happy pride everybody
Update he and his 40 year old "roommate" like to bump coochies and didn't rule out the possibility of a third. Happy pride everybody
Update he just offered to give me my first bottoming experience happy pride everybody
Update me and him made out in the meat cooler on the clock happy pride everybody
there's this one gay porn studio i'm subscribed to email updates for just because i am never prepared for what each email contains
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take my ass to torture city where the grass is ouch and the girls are hit me
nope. funkytown again
Masters of yearning
all yall make jokes about couples and their nonromantic third wheel having fun together, but im the one getting treated to food tonight by the couple im nonromantically third wheeling. you wish you were me
I'm sorry I read this as "necromantic third wheel" and went on a very rapid powerful imagination adventure. hello lovebirds I'm the skeleton here for breadsticks
i tried to come out of my shell and fucked it up and now im kinda lodged in here all weird
Did I ever talk abt the time i was at a bdsm club and one of the pups was on all fours and barking and being cute and the dom on scene was like âhi puppy! Do you do any tricks?â And he said âI can beatbox!â
I was like. Doubled over incapacitated laughing the entire time. He was really good and a big sweetheart and I felt kinda bad but I couldnât stop thinking âwhy the am I getting the beatboxing puppy unskippable cutscene at the bdsm clubâ