ur like if a hacker was a silly little thing i could put in my pocket
you're like if a gigachad was trapped in a body of a girl. you're like if high explosive anti tank was a girl. you're like if princess was a knight!! you're the roman empire of true crime community.
Doing really well in the gender game lads... for reasons unknown tbh, because it's not like I'm on HRT, and you could clock me in a heartbeat with my stupid bitch f*male voice.
"I like your husband's car," the neighbor said to my wife a few days ago.
"Have a good night sir," said the grocery bagger to me on Sunday, and "Can I get a signature sir" from the pest control contractor at work today! I always depair that someone calling me sir will "correct" themselves, thinking that they have misgendered a woman by accident—but both times they just kept talking with no backtracking!! (I pass even more with a face mask on, and never wanted to speak and break the illusion when I went shopping masked.)
What if I told you Bill Walsh was canonically obsessed with Joe Montana's feet and would use words like graceful, nimble, and sensual to describe them?
Friend had sent me these as xmas care packidge and I she sure knows me. I've never even seen knee-high feet masks just wtf? And I cant wait to smear some gold onto my eyebags and slap some snail mucus all over my face. Mmmh.