any pick up lines that work o bloodmoons
He's like a femur- long
Sorry I'll see myself out
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wiping boogers on Dethklok and rating their reaction 🌸🍡🩷
9/10 based as hell
6/10 I swear I don't wipe boogers on people every time I speak 💀
8/10 fair reaction
9/10 "thats not good manners, that's just dildos"
7/10 Bro's PONDERING
8/10 probably nothing he hasnt seen before
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I am much obliged to you for knocking us up.
Goodnight everybody!
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MY ASKS DO BE OPEN SO DONT BE AFRAID TO CATCH FIIISH
I mean what?
DONT BE AFRAID TO REQUEST SHIII
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Yes
My username is a fart joke
xd
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The Prompt - Tell me a story about the people who accuse others of “cutting the cheese” and the city wide law of whoever smelt it, dealt it.
Once upon a time, in a bustling city, there was a group of friends who loved to play practical jokes on each other. One of their favorite pranks was to accuse each other of "cutting the cheese" whenever someone farted in public.
The friends would point fingers and make silly accusations, and they always had a good laugh about it. But one day, the city council passed a new law that would change everything.
The law was called "whoever smelt it, dealt it," and it required anyone who accused someone else of farting to prove it beyond a reasonable doubt. If they couldn't provide sufficient evidence, they would be fined for making a false accusation.
At first, the friends thought the law was a joke. They continued to accuse each other of farting, without thinking about the consequences. But soon, they began to feel the weight of the law's enforcement.
One of the friends accused another of cutting the cheese in a crowded coffee shop, and the accused friend was fined for the false accusation. The group realized that they could no longer make accusations without solid evidence, and they began to take the law seriously.
As time went on, the friends became more careful about accusing each other of farting. They began to use humor and lightheartedness to diffuse tense situations, instead of pointing fingers and making accusations.
The "whoever smelt it, dealt it" law became a symbol of the city's commitment to honesty and integrity. People became more careful with their words, and accusations were backed up by evidence and reason.
In the end, the friends learned a valuable lesson about the power of words and the importance of honesty. They realized that accusations can have real consequences, and that it's important to approach situations with humor, kindness, and a commitment to the truth. And the citywide law of "whoever smelt it, dealt it" served as a reminder of those values, for generations to come.
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What I like most about farcille is that I think its a perfect encapsulation of Ryoko Kui's signature mixture of the cozy and the horrific. Overall Marcille has this clean pristine aura that she breaks only for Falin's sake. She's uppity, rigid and idealistic almost childishly, then she shows this immense drive, gets her hands dirty, and bends and bends. Dungeon Meshi is about how all beings become objects of consumption, and Marcille wouldn't have arrived at that conclusion if Falin hadn't died. She also wouldn't have if she hadn't befriended her in the first place. The course for Marcille's life was set when she was just open-minded enough to follow the weird girl to the cave in the woods. Forever cursed to eat wildlife
It's that contrast between cleanliness and filth that interests me, the interactions between the comfort and the horror, the uncanniness of the familiar and the familiar in the uncanny.
Every bit of Marcille's characterization points to a type of immaturity (the picky eating, the detached romance obsession, the failure at foreseeing the obvious consequences of her actions, the ridiculous plans to equalize all lifespans, the death crisis). Even in her dream she appears as stuck in childhood due to her loss trauma. Her development throughout the manga consists of coming to terms with grime and disgust, learning where food comes from, learning her limitations, coming to terms with death and decay... And it's all powered ironically by her drive to save Falin
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Decorated some gingerbread cookies with my fam. Decided to have a little fun with a couple of them (Yes, the 1st one is doing what you think he's doing. Yes, I'm immature).
They turned out even funnier (and sad) out of the oven. The top one's booty ballooned, and the bottom one looked like he let himself go with his shoes not fitting him anymore.
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