She only does anal
atomicorange
joined 2 years ago
“The skin is the best part 🤤”
I think the embarrassment comes from the idea that it’s impolite to peer into the windows of other people’s houses.
It’s entirely about self identification. There’s no gender policing, they just kindly ask people who start their comments with phrases like “as a man…” or “not a woman, but…” to refrain from further commenting. They don’t even delete the comments unless the guy keeps going. Even still, inevitably if the post reaches the front page all the women in the comments will be drowned out by highly upvoted “as a man…” commenters. They just want to have a conversation without being shouted over.
Crows remember the 90s.
Bulletproof capes when?
Invest in belt stocks, hurry!
True, but toast was invented in 2003. Shortly thereafter a millennial added avocado and the rest is history.
Fun fact, “toast” is named after a kitchen appliance called a “toaster”, which was originally designed to warm up pop tarts. Legend has it a homemaker was storing some bread slices in the poptart slots of her toaster to keep the cat from licking them. The lever was accidentally engaged and the bread emerged from the toaster golden brown and crunchy. She tried a bite and was surprised to find it was not just edible but actually delicious!
Yeah, notice there are never feel-good stories about “my mother wanted an abortion but she was forced to give birth to me against her will” with happy endings of loving families.
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The new buttons for commenting and voting take up a whole bunch of space at the bottom of each comment. I think it would be more compact and readable if those buttons move up to the top of the comment.
The comment button could move right next to the three dot menu (or comment could become an option in the three dot menu).
The vote buttons could be combined with the vote counters already displayed (i.e. click the upvote arrow or upvote count to upvote the comment).
I framed my favorite birb art from the internet, here’s a photo of my little buddy checking it out. He looks rather unimpressed.
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I was eaten by an escalator once. I was around five, and going up with my toes pressed forward against the stair above me. As I got to the top, the stairs slid together pinching the ends of both my tennis shoes between them and trapping me. I yelped and a quick-thinking adult family friend who was just ahead of me pulled me up and right out of my shoes. The ends of both of them got shredded by the grating at the top of the escalator and I was walking around for a while with my (fortunately unharmed) toes sticking out the ends of them.
I’m 41 now and still wary on escalators. I carefully position my feet in the center of the stair and will hold up any long clothes like skirts that might get caught accidentally. My husband thinks it’s funny.