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WTF are those obelisks on the right?…
Tasty obelisk fries..
“It’s digestible” has got to be the laziest goal I’ve ever seen achieved by a food product.
“It’s digestible”
“It’s digestible” is pertinent!! Okay, for those of you who haven’t researched Crisco for writing fic about gay sex in the mid-late 60s:
The first-edition of The Joy of Gay Sex, published in 1977, declared, “Vegetable shortening may be the best lubricant, since it is not only greasy but also digestible”[4] Such a statement perhaps gives new meaning to the companies boastful declarations that “Its digestible” and “Crisco has been making life in the kitchen more delicious for years.” Similarly, in the 1978 sex manual The Advocate Guide to Gay Health, Crisco even earned an entry in the book’s index. Discussions of the shortening’s use as an anal lubricant indicate its popularity, with statements such as: “The lubricant, typically the cultic Crisco, must be copious.”[5] In fact, Crisco was so synonomus with gay sex that discos and bars around the world took on the name, such as Crisco Disco in New York City, which was one of the premiere clubs during the 1970s and early 1980s. Other clubs or bathhouses, such as Club Z in Seattle, even featured murals with Crisco. Thus, Crisco was conversely also one of many things that led to the formation of gay identities during the 20th century.
from this essay: http://www.columbia.edu/~sf2220/TT2007/web-content/Pages/drew2.html
The more you know! :D
I have learned a new thing today.
Love this post for so many reasons but most especially because this is from all the way back in 2012 and and yet not a single blog in this thread is deactivated
I enjoy that not only does this have a link to an actual source, but the link still fucking works.
but @rhea314 you didnt include a picture of the crisco disco! AND MY GOD THE DJ BOOTH WAS A GIANT CRISCO CAN!
Go dance and get fisted. Fucking iconic.
Love the gay history, but i just wanna correct that the “it’s digestible” in the gay stuff was a reference to crisco’s tagline it had been using since 1911, the actual meaning of its digestible is because it’s main competition came from “enhanced” lards which were rendered pig fat mixed with non food thickeners that literally did not digest and caused people to basically just shit out pig cream, since crisco was veggie based the body digested it along with the food
And in case you were still wondering, @mudwerks.. Tuna Croquettes
This post is the opposite of net zero information. Not only did I learn several new facts about gay history but also we rounded our way back to the original question of the tag line and the mini obelisks.
It’s a net profit of information. 12/10 post
That’s the same guy what the actual fuck.
Whoa what the fuck.
Reblogging to save a brother. Jfc.D:
stay safe
REPORT THIS PIECE OF SHIT AND GET HIS MEDICAL LICENSE REVOCED!
when they think we’re mutilating ourselves to the point that they pose as SRS doctors and literally mutilate us for their agenda. cis ppl don’t forget this
topsurgery.net is a site with lots of before + after pics categorised by surgeon. I encourage everyone with other resources on srs surgeons and their results to share them here, for mtf/mtx surgeries too please
okay but the scene of shane and hayden in the hotel room in which hayden is REPEATEDLY just trying to go, "yeah man, go have fun. I do not care." combined with the "is hayden your mother?" scene later on has me CACKLING imagining part of ilya's dislike of hayden coming from the impression that he's controlling of what shane does whEN NO, ACTUALLY
YEAH HE WOULD HAVE QUALMS ABOUT*WHO* HE WAS GOING TO SEE IF HE KNEW, BUT HE DOESN'T ACTUALLY CARE WHAT SHANE IS DOING
SHANE IS THE ONE WHO OFFERS A FULL REPORT AND ASSIGNS HIMSELF A CURFEW WITH NO PROMPTING
GOD the idea of bb shane having a habit of tattling on himself because A. he wants to make sure mom and dad are up to date with everything he did all day B. does genuinely want to be Good Boy and will just own up C. doesn't always realize what he did is or isn't "bad" ("i told christy at school today that her dress looks like boogers" "oh, honey, why would you say that?" "??? because her dress looks like boogers??")
and the idea of yuna and david having flashbacks to bb shane tattling on himself when he's standing in front of them with ilya
and it also making it hit even harder for yuna when she's processing because her baby who has always seemingly fessed up to EVERYTHING immediately didn't feel like he could tell her this??? for YEARS???
oh MAN ilya always play-grumbling about shane not being able to not tell his parents anything but ALSO correcting him if he's wrong on his tattling details
as seen in
feeling unreasonably amused and fond about the idea of bb shane figuring out that timeout=having to go sit somewhere quiet and not have anyone talk to him
and thus putting HIMSELF in timeout especially at family events with a frequency that has other family members pulling yuna and david aside to be like, "he really didn't do anything wrong, he doesn't need to be in timeout. it's okay." and them having to figure out a way to explain that yeah, they know. this wasn't their call. he is free to leave whenever he wants. he's literally not in trouble for anything. he went up to yuna, said "mommy, i need a timeout" and then walked himself off to go sit in the guest room looking SO pleased at this loophole out of having to talk to people when he's tired of it.
he/they delilah what's it like in pronouns city
"Yeah I'm probably autistic but I'm also a closeted gay non-white hockey player fucking my archrival on the downlow so honestly I'm gonna pick a struggle at this point"
And then the struggle he picks is his fashion sense.
heated rivalry twitter (58/?) he got bored
#Huge day for the most annoying person you know (me)
Shane is like if a particularly neurotic cat made a wish to be a real boy and Ilya is what would happen if a Siberian Husky learned how to play hockey and have depression
Highly unlikely to be of use but I want a card I can carry in my wallet that says “If I Die First In A Traumatic Survival Scenario I Want You To Know I’m Okay With You Cannibalizing Me, It’s Fine, Don’t Be Weird And Guilty About it”. And then on the back there could be like. A list of recipes n shit
To be clear, I don’t WANT to be cannibalized. It’s not my personal preference. It’s just that if I beef it out in the open somewhere and some poor starving fuck has to have a crisis of ethics over using the protein or dying in a hole, I’d want to some way to let them know my dead ass is rooting for them
New Hot Take: I Think An Organ Donor Card Counts In A Pinch, Actually
ok i don't follow skating at all so i am just finding out about amber's exhibition program from 2024 right now today 🥹 AUGH
I often wonder what happened to authors of unfinished fanfictions.
I hope they’re having a nice life
we absolutely are not and that unfinished fic haunts us to this day
Reblog if that unfinished fic haunts you to this day
*purposely pretends I’m dead on the blog that hosted said fic
EVERY YEAR
EVERY YEAR I’m like, “I will finish it this year. Nothing will go wrong this year. Nothing will go wrong with my body, my mind, my work, my home, my family, my laptop, my files…”
I’ve only ever posted one incomplete story, because it was for a fundraising challenge and I accidentally started a whole-ass novel. I still think about it all the time. I still absolutely intend to finish it.
I just need a whole lot of fucking stuff to NOT go wrong. For an extended period of time. For once.
It’s me.
complete: purpose is but the slave to memory (ilya/shane, 66.5k, explicit)
Welpity welp imagine you wrote 20k 45k 67k (after edits) in a fugue state while already in a fugue state.
Like the dream-within-a-dream from Inception but make it gay and hockey and way more unhealthy because I’ve mostly been forgetting to hydrate.
Enjoy (?). Fic here.
one of the best
Scott, two days after the Chirp Heard Round The World, having had a nap and ate a carb and kissed his boyfriend and realized that he should have under no circumstances let the two craziest motherfuckers in hockey know that he knows their secret: Ilya Rozanov is going to shoot me with a gun.
Shane, pacing in Ilya's living room and wringing his hands: Ilya, Scott Hunter knows about us we need to kill him we need to make it look like an accident we need to do it now
Ilya, kicking his feet and giggling: He said you sound like me?