Put it in a condom then tie it off and stick it up there if it's like a bunch of shit lol but if it's just a couple pills or tabs or shit just crotch that shit in your underwear no need to put it inside yourself lololol
but what if sniffer dogs catch me? they can pat you down or ask u to go intro a private area for like a strip search or something? at least if it in ur coochie they can’t get there?? i dunno what the deal is with stuff
CHILDREN of same-sex couples experience higher levels of general health and family cohesion than those from traditional families, a study shows.
Study also shows that bigotted fucks who discriminate against these children's parents are the main cause of any drop in well-being they experience.
Congratulations, conservative fuckheads. Research now shows you are the reason kids of same-sex parents suffer. If you actually cared about the well-being of children and not some arbitrary crusade against non-dick-in-vagina sex masquerading as Won't Somebody Please Think of the Children, perhaps you could not be a bigotted fuck?
I always identified as a lesbian but I think I'm more attracted to drag queens and mtf trans than cis/born as woman. So, would I be considered heterosexual? Not trying to sound ignorant, sometimes labels confuse me.
First of all I’m not the sexual identity police so I can’t tell you what you identify as.
However, I’ll talk to your question anyway.
There is a vast, huge, enormous difference between a drag queen and a trans woman.
Drag queens are predominantly men-identified people who assume an alternate, often comedic persona which is a gender-fuck-like exaggeration of the gender ‘woman’ for the purpose of entertainment. Often they go about the rest of their lives as men and are cis men. Often, not always.
Trans women on the other hand are regular women who were incorrectly assigned as men at birth because they had bodies which are traditionally associated with the gender ‘man’.
You can be a textbook lesbian and marry a trans woman. You can’t really be a textbook lesbian and marry a guy who does drag, but that’s not to say that you can’t identify as a lesbian anyway. All the labels have their problems.
If it’s classic XY bodies you like and that’s what you’re referring to with this question, you can still be a lesbian and be into them. You can be a lesbian and have one yourself! There’s lots of women who have or have had dicks, and you can be textbook lesbian and have a preference for non cis women.
This is the story of how I saw Cecil Baldwin's actual dick for approximately 2 minutes.
(Er, this story behind a read more for people who do not want to know)
On September 20, 2013 I went to a performance of "Too Much Light Makes the Baby Go Blind" by the SF Neo-futrists (which was currently made up of members from Chicago and New York). I had a front row seat, right up against the stage.
This included seeing Cecil Baldwin (aka "The Voice of Night Vale") and Meg (The Credits of Night Vale)
The best way to understand the Neo-futrists is to go read about them. To understand about Too Much Light, I suggest reading about it.
One of the last plays (before the timer ran out. Dammit, we had 2 left!) was "Chock Full O'Nuts"
It started with Meg, John and one other (maybe Ryan), in a row. Meg was holding a small canister of Folgers instant coffee. John was holding a pitcher of water and the next person was holding a small mug. They started reciting a sort of poem like song about coffee. Something along the lines of "yummy yummy, thick and creamy, hot in my tummy" something like that. Let me say, "thick and creamy" was the last line and slightly emphasized.
Then, out from behind the curtain, Cecil stepped out. I could see skin. As in his thigh. Alright, he's naked from the waist down, but I figured he would be wearing underwear.
No. No he was not. Cecil was wearing a shirt and his glasses and nothing else. He held a plastic medium Starbucks cup (the one the cold drinks come in) filled with water. He proceeded to drink from it while the song kept being chanted. And then (and then), coffee grinds were proceeded to be placed onto his (penis, dick, cock - pick one). Then they poured water over it, using a filter to catch the coffee grinds. The water/coffee was caught in the mug, and then handed over to an audience member. The entire play ended with:
"The Best Part of Waking Up, is Cecil in your cup!"
So I probably saw a minute and 50 seconds worth of Cecil Baldwin's naught bits. (I pretty much stared at it because I had no idea what else to do. I looked between my fingers and only glanced up once to see him sipping from a straw and looking pretty happy with himself)
They called curtain. Cecil appeared shortly after that for the next play wearing black underwear and his shirt. But then the timer ran out. The play was called and then Meg came up to me and asked "So, have we scarred you now?" with a big smile on her face. I told her she gave me a LOT of information that many would want to know and to not go onto the internet. But she told me about Kevin and Cecil non-con fanfic and how it squicks her, so I think we're good.
And that, ladies, gentlemen and undefined, is how I saw Cecil Baldwin's cock.
(And Cecil and I talked afterwords. Not about his cock though. We talked about him snorting vicodin on stage. Don't do drugs kids!)