I love my phone to a not great degree, but I would hate a smartwatch. I don’t like wearing watches anyways, but something buzzing on my wrist all the time would drive me batty. At least on my phone I can listen to podcasts, music, radio, etc, and I can read books and magazines. A smartwatch just feels like a shackle. Also every time I go to concerts or theater now and see the lights go down and all the smartwatches glowing in unison it’s creepy.
They say it to each other as a greeting, usually they just say 88. Another great one is TTMFBBTT, which means they are Aryan Brotherhood members “til the motherfucking body bag toe tag”. Or they say “wood wood”, which is short for either peckerwoods or feather woods, which is a male and female AB member.
The Klan say KIGY, AKIA, and KLASP.
Your ass is not forgiving when you get older. Some of these porn stars are really going to keep the adult diaper and colostomy industry in business.
Um Wikipedia has a picture.
Some people pierce their buttholes. I cannot explain.
Well this is a thing.
I loved my late forties, and I love being 50. A lot is hard for me right now but the good things are good and I’m grateful for feeling like I fit in with my friends and at work.
I am goddamned gorgeous.
It’s so hard. I’m sorry.
I don’t miss the sorry excuse for a human I used to have sex with. I miss the sex. Solo activities make me feel lonely though, and I can’t navigate someone new at this age. So it’s all just drying up like an old chip.
Well it’s been a while, wink wink.
What if I came over and cooked crack in your air fryer.
It’s your funeral buddy.
I’m not going to tell people how to eat, but I will point out that if there was a time you should try plant based diets, that time is now.
Not even smoking cigarettes. Just being brought up by your parents who smoked every time they blinked.
Community note: this is absolutely factual.
I found this in my jewelry box when I was packing for moving. Throwback to the 80s! Very much doesn’t work.