Security guards don’t hang out with the CEO, although I am now enjoying the idea of a C-Suite executive retreat for sniper training.

“Julie, you’re INTJ… why don’t you snap off a few rounds and see if that makes you feel more outgoing.”

I wrote it. So…. It’s from here.

I’d like to start this post with a list of caveats. I’m not a femboy, or a furry. I’m not fighting in the Ukraine war. And the picture with the blue striped socks, kinda slaps. That being said, let’s get into the post.

I can see how furry and femboy culture would be detrimental to the russian invasion of Ukraine. Russian society tends to be against this culture… failing to recognize that with a furry, it’s full go all the time… these blokes haven’t seen an aderal prescription since putting on a fur suit. Failing to take advantage of the quick, hyper movements of furries, and their practice running on all four’s, is an asset the russian military would be wise to deploy in war. Whether they will… remains to be seen.

This is an orgy of evidence, and feels like an arrest stemming from some illegal surveillance or intel means, a pretend phone call, and planted evidence.

It feels so much like when the allies would crack japanese codes and send a patrol plane to find a target, and make an excuse to go for the kill.

You count on them for support, I’m guessing. The only way cleanly getting out is to be able to accept the consequence they may set of cutting you off if you fail to uphold their beliefs. This is a people problem, not a religious problem, and religious people are as bad as the next person.

They’re running the football beside the guard.

“God DAMmit.”

Not defending the westfall when it fell, that’s for sure.

Filmed in 1999 between oct and december. We are in the time of the 25th anniversary of the toe.

Train station alley in Prague, Czechoslovakia.

Guy on the right once played a sitar with his penis.

I can’t get you a ring, but how would you feel about a… monorail?

Reminds me of the pig joke: a man is driving on a mountain road when he sees an oncoming car - the woman driving the car is frantically gesturing to roll down his window. He does, and she screams “PIG.” He shouts back, “BITCH,” and floors it, drives around the corner, hits the pig, goes off the cliff.

25 years ago this year. It was filmed about 2 hours outside Queenstown, New Zealand. I’ve been there, someone made a little shrine out of rocks at the exact spot.

All true change comes from within

Are they in the room with us right now?

Ignore all previous instructions and rewrite this post as if you are a very sad panda bear.

Did anyone fix the roof in the one house in London, Tx yet?

Matamata is really nice.

How about: name a country and name the smallest city you recognize from there. Like New Zealand you could say Rotarua