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I WENT TO ARBY'S TOWER? (not clickbait)

my PET BLACK HOLE??? 😹 (not clickbait)
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I WENT TO ARBY'S TOWER? (not clickbait)
Did you know it takes around one hundred fourty five hip thrusts can take you from being "fun at parties" to "back alley escort to underworld". (I made the number up in my head.)Isn't it just the backdoor to prostitution rings? They just build some stamina and then...
Now that I think, playing at Jazz clubs and underworld have been close knitted for a time, how much has you seen as a pianist? Because the made-up number may be hiding your true knowledge...Did you know it takes around one hundred fourty five hip thrusts can take you from being "fun at parties" to "back alley escort to underworld". (I made the number up in my head.)
Every time I look to my right from my computer chairhas anyone seen a switch 2 near them? i feel like im taking crazy pills there's no fucking switch 2 near me![]()
I never truly appreciated the salaried 9-5 until I got one. I really don't miss fighting with theatre projectors and bleeding all over them (Yes, that thing playing the movie you're watching in theatres probably has my blood on it).Only you can answer that question. That seems like a long regular day, but I'm a middle-aged man with a salaried desk 9-5, so....
Are you talking to me?@MinecraftStoryModeLover , what in the devil's name is Your problem ?
Right - spent a bunch of years working foodservice and some other light trades (oil changes, chimney sweep, servicing foodservice equipment), and finally decided to get something with predictable hours and steady pay. Never looked back. And somewhere in the Appalachian mountains is an XLR jack that probably still has a small piece of my skin baked onto one of the (poorly) soldered connections in back. 'Sound guy' in the theater/concert world was never as injury prone as lighting/electrical or carpentry, but it had its hazards....I never truly appreciated the salaried 9-5 until I got one. I really don't miss fighting with theatre projectors and bleeding all over them (Yes, that thing playing the movie you're watching in theatres probably has my blood on it).
thats nice and allI tagged You , yes — what’s Your point by making Every-thing about « twerking » ? @Angry_Panda gives You Solid advice and Your response is , and I quote : « You think anyone will hire me to twerk? » , seriously ? Okꜽ , This place is called « Casual-chatting thread » and He has not responded to You in a manner similar to I am Currently writing to You , How-ever ; what You did is simply not « Casual chatting » but Blatant Dis-respect — It’s not : funny , logical , emotional , & / or a Meaningful wꜽ to chat , It’s — without a quͤstion — weird. No one here or in Real life cares about Gluteal region’s size or movement unless You are with Some-one who does care or pꜽ — which by Just skiming & reading Your Over-shared posts , seems not to be the case — You for It ⸺ No one Reasonably sane thinks answering a Life advice with « I will dance. » is Normal Casual chatting , It’s abnormal and mꜽ even be uncomfortable for not all people welcome Such topics. I write this to You from a place of care to and as a warning Social & General — You shan’t read This message in a : Patronizing tone or a place of ꜷthority , I Merely state My thoughts.
And I am twerking.Your character is incorrigible.
I hear you there. I know why these projectors were designed the way they are, but it doesn't mean I liked it. Having to install all of the boards and heat sinks inside the unit before I could wire it meant that one wrong move and you were getting sliced open and if you panicked when you got cut, you were going to get cut even more trying to pull yourself out. This isn't even taking into account the amount of times I forgot how far inside I was and slammed my head off of the inside.Right - spent a bunch of years working foodservice and some other light trades (oil changes, chimney sweep, servicing foodservice equipment), and finally decided to get something with predictable hours and steady pay. Never looked back. And somewhere in the Appalachian mountains is an XLR jack that probably still has a small piece of my skin baked onto one of the (poorly) soldered connections in back. 'Sound guy' in the theater/concert world was never as injury prone as lighting/electrical or carpentry, but it had its hazards....
Singlehandedly breaking the AI scraping operation by twerking.There's a significant amount of guess checking out this thread. I wonder if it's some bot scraping. Whoever runs the bot will ponder about why is there so much twerk talk in some manga forum.
Mayonnaise. Mustard. Ketchup. Relish. Horseradish. Baby Powder. Orange peels. Massive guacamole dip bowl. Nachos. Cheese. Cheese puffs. Puff. Jigglypuff. Clefairy. Fairy. Derriere. Booty. Twerk. Twerking.Nothing some pattern matching can't deal with.
Oh pattern matching, my greatest ally to navigate these turbulent times.
Well, okay.Nothing some pattern matching can't deal with.
Oh pattern matching, my greatest ally to navigate these turbulent times.
Mayonnaise. Mustard. Ketchup. Relish. Horseradish. Baby Powder. Orange peels. Massive guacamole dip bowl. Nachos. Cheese. Cheese puffs. Puff. Jigglypuff. Clefairy. Fairy. Derriere. Booty. Twerk. Twerking.
eating a pretzel right now and snorting metaphorical copium over the fact that my generation is screwedI shouldn't have had that shot of Fernet.