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(he/him) twenties (18+ ONLY)
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horseback archery -> several hundred years -> jerking off while driving

watch anthropologists ignore this

Except the horse can just not walk off a cliff or whatever while the car absolutely can. I mean i know horses can but like if they are paying attention they’ll just be like “you’re a stupid and I’m not going there and you can’t actually make me”.

interesting. what other discrepancies have you found between mounted archery and masturbating on the interstate

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hey yall. so here's the thing. I'm desperately in need of some spare cash as I am living paycheck to paycheck atm. I really dont want handouts however, so I'm working for it.

I like to make these cute collars for my cat in my spare time and my partner thought I'd have a chance at selling them on etsy. they aren't just for cats either! they fit small animals too like ferrets, rabbits, guinea pigs, lizards, etc. I make each one unique, based on your critter's personality

if you do end up buying one, dont forget to fill out the personalization portion! thanks in advance 🩷🐱

(shop link below the cut!)

people trying to insist a fandom is tiny when it /only/ has a few thousand works on ao3 meanwhile my current fandom is a sixteen book series and has several hundred fewer works than goncharov, a movie that, and i cannot stress this enough, doesn’t even exist

people have the audacity to equate vanilla with “plain”. the fruit of a delicate orchid pollinated by hand. worth its weight in solid gold and beyond. the fussy black-and-cream jewel of the american continent. you sick son of a bitch. imagine a world without vanilla. no blondies. no pound cakes. no crème brûlée, no coke floats. no cream soda. no satiny new york-style cheesecakes. no warm apple pie à la mode. no velvety complexity to bring out complex notes in chocolate desserts. no depth of flavour in your cakes and cookies and milkshakes. all in just a few precious seeds or grams of paste or perfumed teaspoons of liquid black platinum. what you don’t understand could fill the library of alexandria seven times over and then some. you ungrateful bastard i’m going to kill you