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Janaina Medeiros
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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almost home
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blake kathryn
Product Placement
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@inherplace-alt
Your terrible, terrible humor is in another castle.
So, for reasons that are only mildly incomprehensible, I’ve moved this blog elsewhere. Its current home is now the poorly-named memesandpenes and you should follow it if you were following me here.
I should be a bit more active there.
It’s 9:30 p.m. on a Sunday in New York City. People in their apartments in the Inwood neighborhood of Manhattan have their air-conditioners blasting and don’t hear the slight whirr of the two drones hovering 35 stories in the air outside. They’re on the couch watching Family Guy, Duck Dynasty [...]
[. . .] So a hacker could hijack a stream and insert a malicious app that can control the TV but claim it’s from Facebook. The attacker could then have the TV render Facebook’s home page in an invisible zero-sized frame, downloaded from the Internet. If the user was logged in to Facebook the hacker now has full control of a homeowner’s account.
This is a world where flying robots can take over your tv and use it to scam your friends or worse . Living in the future is weird.
I have an imp of the perverse when it comes to writing, so this is the kind of thing I'll probably do one day. I expect it will be a fantastically bad idea.
Or then again, maybe not...
I know it looks like it would be easy, but trust me. Carnivals don't make money by handing out prizes to everyone who plays. There's got to be some kind of catch!
just saw a text post saying ‘huge dicks are like communism’. Sometimes I cannot handle this madhouse.
Please reassure me that the post did not, at any point, include the phrase "better dead than red."
On the right side of the path, so they can pass you?
Without farting even though you really have to?
In cold sweat, depending on the time and location?
Wondering what happened to the fourth guy?
Waiting for unprovoked harassment?
Resisting the urge to sing Nyan Cat to yourself as you are wont to do when alone?
Without scratching your butt even once?
While gesturing towards them to form a conga line behind you?
Wondering how the hell they got into your kitchen at 2am, how hard they're judging you for grabbing yet another bag of Doritos, and vaguely concerned that they're going to stick around for the rest of your Babylon Five marathon?
Okay, I give up. What's this ad trying to sell me, exactly? Or have we simply entered an era of Dadaist fashionistas?
I don't know, I'm not sure if she has the muscles for it. Maybe a Wing, or possibly a Fly Half...
Is it wrong that my first reaction to this was "oh wow, it's not even loose tea, gross!"?
Not sure if desensitized to degradation, really enthusiastic about tea, or just secretly English.
I mean, if it were up to me, I'd probably leave a little slice of teal on the chart that represents her debt. Because I could do without taking on ownership of that, y'know?
Not that I'm trying to kink-shame here or anything, mind. People can do whatever they want, I'm just speaking for myself and my own personal solvency.
Wow, looks like Orgrimmar has changed a lot in the past few years...
Though, I guess it's nice that they're finally toning the game's rampant sexism down a little?
People love to use the term. And I guess I get it. ”You’re just a piece of meat” basically says: you are nothing but your body. In fact, your brain could be dead for all I care.
But it’s still weird, right? I mean, do you like fucking meat? Does it excite you sexually to imagine that the woman...
That's funny. I like the term, and suspect it is the direct result of being a longtime vegetarian myself.
Now, disclaimer: I don't care if people eat meat. I'm not preachy and have no interest in convincing anyone to stop. Anything I say in this post solely reflects my personal views, and comments like "I dislike meat" should be read in the same tone you'd read "I dislike the color red."
If I talk about disliking red, that doesn't mean I think you should go burn all your red shirts or anything like that. I just mean I'm probably not going to paint my walls that color, but if you do, that's great.
Having said all that, I find meat to be absolutely disgusting. It's a chunk of flesh that was sliced out of the slowly rotting carcass of an animal. It's a gory, frankly gross process. It's economically and environmentally inefficient, too. However, the end result is tasty. People physically enjoy the sensation of eating it. It's a carnal pleasure, and a strong one at that.
So, given my obvious misogyny kink, "meat" makes perfect sense as an insult. It's a shorthand way of saying "you revolt me, and the only reason I'm willing to deal with you is because you get me off. I can't control myself."
That's a lot of insult packed into a four letter word. It really captures the same sense of "this is disgusting but it feels so good I can't stop myself" that comprises fetishized humiliation, at least to me. Obviously not everyone sees meat this way, but I do, and so the insult carries that meaning when I say it.
Anyway, I'm not sure what my point with all this was, so here's an html5 video of a cat smacking a toy helicopter.
And to think, anthropologists once actually believed that trepanning was practiced to treat medical conditions...
Zdzisław Beksiński
The first thing that came to mind when I saw this was:
"Is that...artistic, necro-, Alien(tm)/bombing of Dresden Rule 34?"
And that's enough Internet for me tonight.
All the ‘always’ and ‘never' do this/that bdsm PSAs are starting to annoy the crap out of me. How about always accept there are many different acceptable ways to do things and that your opinion is just that, an opinion.
No true dominant would ever:
-Leave marks.
-Continue using his sub while she cries.
-Use gendered pronouns when discussing general cases.
-Fail to tuck his sub in to bed every night.
-Make his sub dress up as Chewbacca (that's his job!)
-Use the c-word.
-Invoke the No true Scotsman fallacy, almost word for word, without any apparent sense of self awareness or irony.
-Forget the lyrics to the opening theme song for My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.
-Read every single page of Atlas Shrugged (this would actually make him a masochist).
-Disrespect his sub in any way, particularly in public.
-Try to pass off Eggplant Parmesan as Lasagna (this is domestic abuse and the police should be contacted immediately if he tries).
-Raise his voice in anger. Or his hand. Or his eyebrow. His penis is okay though, probably.
There are so many terrible, terrible people out there who give the whole BDSM community a bad name by not recognizing or agreeing with these simple rules, and in fact some of them even think it's "weird" to have them tattooed on your chest. If you have a problem with this, you don't deserve to have a sub or even a girlfriend, in fact, you need serious professional help.
Shouldn’t that be Virgin’s?
No, they are virgin tears. As in, tears which have not yet been sexually penetrated or done any penetrating. Look, have you even taken Organic Alchemy yet? What on earth would you even do with a virgin's tears? I mean, unless they were a virgin's virgin tears, but that would just be silly.
That's the kind of can-do spirit that'll bring civilization back!
You say "zombie apocalypse," the clever entrepreneur says "wage-free labor force."
As long as you can stop them from turning around, what's the harm?
You’re welcome to keep telling me what you do and don’t want, but there’s really nothing you can do to stop me.
Except use the safe word, of course.
Right?
You're absolutely right, porn really does need helpful disclaimers to remind everyone of the difference between fantasy and reality. At every possible opportunity.
That's why when I talk dirty to anyone, I make sure to do it like this:
"I want to fuck you (assuming that you're in the mood) so hard (assuming that you're not having any issues with vaginal soreness) that you'll be walking funny (assuming that you're okay with that and don't have any traumatic childhood memories involving being teased for your limp) at work (assuming that you won't get into trouble with your boss and also assuming that you're going to continue your employment, because you are empowered and can make any life-decisions you choose) tomorrow (assuming you work tomorrow, you haven't emailed me your schedule for this week), baby (assuming that it's okay for me to call you that, I know many women consider it a term of endearment and like it but on the other hand some find it offensive and I don't mean anything negative by it, please disregard if it bothers you)."
I find that it makes things so much easier and sexier and better for everyone involved. Really, all blogs should include little disclaimers like this to be certain that people who can't tell fantasy from reality will not get any dangerous ideas (assuming that they don't watch any horror movies, crime dramas, or read suspense novels).
