I use Sync, and have learned that our spoilers don’t work for other users and their spoilers don’t work for us.

I never lick the spoon. Weed tastes gross, and I need the baked good to cover the flavor.

Don’t forget to like and hit that spoon so the mush flies off.

That was pain full.

If you’re not good at the thing others expect you to do, you may be good at something else.

That’s because D&D is how you let the demons in, duh. How’s your possession going?

I used to be jehovas witness. Hello cousin!

Now we’re at least 10% plastic, so that drove the other numbers down.

I’ve always been enthusiastic to do it for my man’s pleasure, but never enjoyed the act for it’s own sake. Also cum is like raw egg white and it really takes me out of an erotic story when the female characters are obsessed with consuming it. But to each, her own.

I get mad. I have a severe case of resting bitch face and people like to insist that I must be upset or angry or having a terrible time. It’s OK to ask once, but if I tell you I’m great, I need you to accept that I’m a grown ass person who knows how I feel and will communicate if there’s a problem.

Is there a third category for immediately rewatching the movie?

I can’t even get comfortable in my own house. My legs are sweating and my feet are ice blocks.

I think you’re underestimating corvids.

So hey there; is that an onion in your pants, or are you happy to see me?