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the trans male experience is being afraid that if you wash your hands in a public men's restroom you will be clocked

one time I went in the men's room at a bar, got clocked and told I needed to leave so later I walked up to that dude at a table with some chick and announced to her that He Doesn't Wash His Hands After Handling His Dick and walked away

nothorses

you are quite literally braver than any U.S. marine

loveridden1999

life is too fleeting for all this worrying

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“Are they lovers?”

worse, they’re duos on a volleyball team

notholaenas

what grace reading, question?

shiftythrifting

Found at the Rag Machine in Vancouver, Canada.

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Everyone in the notes forgetting about the concept of pregnancy you’re so valid never change

itscalledfashionlookitup

echarping

I want everyone to know that this was taken by a white male.

itscalledfashionlookitup

yes unfortunately i am indeed a white male

itscalledfashionlookitup

for now

forepop

my dad, trying to explain the concept of money to me: say you have a sandwich, and i need your sandwich. but i don't have anything to give you. you're not just gonna give it to me.

me: i would just give it to you.

my dad:

androfembot

in elementary school we had. basically an immersive economics lesson that was "playing City," with different jobs and businesses; it was mostly semi-free time for socializing and selling/buying toys and snacks from each other. one of the lessons we were supposed to learn was the importance of paying a small amount of money into health and/or business insurance, because you had a chance of being hit with the Daily Disaster and a huge bill.

anyway, some kid who didn't buy insurance got hit with a "medical bill" early on, so he was supposed to be bankrupt and have to sit the rest of the game out. the 8 year olds were not having it and spontaneously invented crowdfunding so he could keep playing with everyone else.

kids who don't 'get it' are right, actually

sonnetscrewdriver

endlessly, morbidly fascinated by how when you're a kid you're constantly having parents, school, religion, media, all drumming it into your head that Sharing Is Good And You Need To Do It, and then you grow up and suddenly they're all like right never mind all that, this is The Real World and it's every bastard for himself