Uh oh, someone doesn't know where the vagina is located! Dude just told on himself.

I don't know why we think men can find the clit when they can't even find the vagina. We need to start with a beginner's course.

It's a meme. He dropped the arrows in the general area and called it a day. Everyone knows where the kitty and butthole are, porn exists.

I think this problem comes from 2 things, 1 the failure of s*x-ed in most school systems 2 the only people you hear about online are the ones who can't find the clit, who are probably not the most attentive to their partners needs anyway

"muh sexed!"

I genuinely cannot understand people who obsess over body counts.

Then you're a whore.

Like if my GF/wife has had previous partners that wouldn't bother me. Heck, I may even ask for pointers on how I can improve in the bedroom based on her past experiences lmao.

On never mind, you're a cuck

S*x is all about constantly learning and improving.

lol wut?

Men are so obsessed with women's body count, come on dudes let's see yours? Are you the community peepee?

No and that's part of the problem

Most men who are concerned about hoes being their wives/gfs are the same men that couldn't resist smashing a “hoe” if it was a life or death situation. Projecting to the max.

I feel called out.

No reason to drink tonight outside of just frick it, bought some boxed wine for an upcoming party this weekend and a couple glasses turned into 15 glasses. Now I'm just at wine drunk levels of giving 0 fricks and online shopping. Bought a bunch of dumb shit and then hit the point of drunk clarity that that was stupid.

Youre not a hobbylet, right?

By the way, since some people have figured it out on their own already, just gotta say that the same day James Somerton put up his post faking his death he rebranded his alt account then posted about tv shows and horny posted pic.twitter.com/fGFAJ6a5hD

— Lady Emily (@GreatCheshire) May 8, 2024

@birdenthusiast

Beep @: 11 seconds and @: 41 seconds timestamped here:

is the NBC video editor black or a dramanaut?

My grandmother died three months ago in a very strange, almost suicidal way. She had been living in a cabin in Florida with no air-conditioning or kitchen, and what little she did have she'd spend it on alcohol. After ignoring her medical problems for months, it finally turned into sepsis and overwhelmed her immune systems. We were told by some affirmative action hire doctor that we had six months, then the week after she had a month. On Monday, we were told it may happen next week, Wednesday we were told she needed hospice care. That following Sunday morning she was dead. It was strange to see someone who had raised me die scared.

When the hospice nurse came in on the preceding Monday, and asked what was going to happen, it had me floored. The almost profane innuendo of whether my grandmother was ready to die or whether we were going to pay for a risky treatment was insane. When my grandmother looked at me, tired and scared, I had to walk out, and I regret that profoundly. We as a family asked for more time, and we were told we could wait till noon. My mother came out and asked me to sit with my grandmother, and oddly lucid she said she was ready. I don't think she meant it, but I think she wanted to be tough in front of me as best as she could.

I think about her every day.

I am grateful for my grandfather, who reads the Bible with me and is a spiritual guide. I am grateful that my last words were said out of love. I'm grateful I got to blow her a kiss when I last saw her. I pray for her, and I pray I get to see her again. I hope that wherever she is, she is happy, and resting.

!biofoids

∞+?

It was the largest gathering of mustachioed males there since AIDS.

https://www.sfgate.com/local/article/san-francisco-sea-lions-descend-fishermans-wharf-19430916.php