

Pay your taxes, use your blinker, and don’t preach at people. As long as you follow those guidelines have a fucking field day with your life.
Pay your taxes, use your blinker, and don’t preach at people. As long as you follow those guidelines have a fucking field day with your life.
As long as both parties have knowledgeable consent, then what does the label really matter? You like what you like(legally speaking). The only people who should feel ashamed of what they’re into are furries. Filthy things…
(I kid, but only just.)
For me? Oh you bet your sweet ass. I still don’t look my ago. People peg me as late 20s early 30s. I’m almost 40.
“Lean and nimble”
“Moving with a sense of purpose”
“We’re like a family”
“Synergy”
This is an actual event that occurred. While we were engaged for about a year my wife came to my work to drop off some coffee that she had gotten me. So I came from behind the counter took the coffee from her and gave her a quick peck on the lips you know just a quick kiss. And a lady that was coming up to my desk from there looked at that event and said “Oh is that your daughter?”. Now we do live in a very rural part of the southeast United States and if you’re familiar with the stereotypes involving that, that question was just creepy.
People assume I’m my wife’s older brother or friend. They often ask her if she wants her check separate from mine. It drives her insane. She makes a face and snaps “No, my HUSBAND and I are on the same check.”
It was when they whole heartedly supported Trump. Then they bitched about existence level “DEI” things.