Pride month is over.
pride month is over. All gay people instantly begin to spontaneously combust, trans people begin to morph into various citrus fruits and are sold as novelty items from a different time. Bisexual people are instantly split in half by the invisible blade of corporate disinterest and the non-bianries are legally banned from using the number 0 in any scenario.
The pride flags and corporate twitter profile pictures are instantly detonated to make room for more advertisements, posters promoting diversity and inclusivity are ripped down and destroyed by once-inclusive teachers all across the country. and the price of lube decreases by an average of 76% worldwide.
Pride month is over. Greed month is upon us. May all who savoured their taste of freedom, cower in the face of pure capitalism, and use the link https://nordvpn.com/superthrash767 when signing up to nord vpn...
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It's not gay with socks on
When I was 13 years old a buddy of mine tried to convince me to fool around. I wasn't into it, and he told me it's not gay if you're wearing socks. I didn't believe him, went home, and asked my dad.
That's 'gentleman's gay', hardly gay at all. Don't see it much these days.
The 50s were a different time. What were we to do? We were typical boarding school boys, rich with vigor, skin slick with drying sweat and gritty earth from a game of pigskin.
At night our young, virile bodies filled the dorm with sweet-musky vapors, like game-meat stewed with apple and peppercorn. You'd awake in darkness to the hushed, melodic rhythm of two pairs of white tube socks, barely visible in moonlight, bouncing on the hardwood floor.
The deep bond of male friendship played like a thousand different human instruments. The wet claps of skin on skin, the gentle thud of heads on backboards, frenzied cries in the throes of climax. Wilbur, so fat and soft like tapioca pudding. His breasts were so like the real thing, what we fantasized of our future wives. Unwilling, defenseless Wilbur, so slow and uncoordinated in the dark. 10 of us would glaze his bare, pink flesh like a giant raspberry danish. He once had the audacity to tell Headmaster Redford. But Redford was a Deerfield boy once, he understood. So he joined us on our midnight hog hunts.
Through college and years after we'd find time here and there, away from the wives at a family lake house. But it's been decades now - the times have certainly changed. If you wanted to do something private with another man, in your socks, it wasnβt βgayβ. It was just two men, celebrating each other's strength.
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Only have pudding for lunch...
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ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏ'ΜΏ'\Μ΅ΝΜΏΜΏ\ only have pudding for lunch, so I'm pudding myself in the ground ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏ'ΜΏ'\Μ΅ΝΜΏΜΏ\
ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏ'ΜΏ'\Μ΅ΝΜΏΜΏ\ only have pudding for lunch, so I'm pudding myself in the ground ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏΜΏ ΜΏ'ΜΏ'\Μ΅ΝΜΏΜΏ\
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Hospitals
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If 700,000 people die in hospitals every year. Why don't we close down these hospitals and prevent those deaths? (γ€ Ν‘Β° ΝΚ Ν‘Β°)γ€
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Do they really feel like they are cool?
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I really wonder, when people spam the same thing as all the other people in the chat, do they really feel like they are cool? seems pretty damn stupid to me
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