oh yall are sooo funny dunking on an 81 year old’s poor memory like you don’t use a password manager, lose your phone anywhere from six to thirty times per day, and dig the pizza box out of the garbage to check bake time
when you hear someone say “my [drug] just hit” you know they’re feeling pretty good unless the drug is coffee. when somebody says “my coffee just hit” they are about to shit their pants
ok is this something most people get?: do you ever swallow a sip of your drink “too hard” and get an excruciating pain in your chest that feels like you just got stabbed and you double over and feel like you’re dying for a couple seconds and then you’re fine but have the hiccups?
played espresso by sabrina carpenter in the car with my bf who had never heard it before. within the first 30 seconds we had moved on to get lucky by daft punk because “it’s the same song, but better”
my bf made me a playlist earlier and said “guess the theme” so I started listening to it and i was like ok the theme is love…no, the theme is marriage. oh, he’s proposing to me with a playlist :)
the theme was “bands we have seen before”
I love when guys are trying not say “my ex” or “a girl i used to fuck” and they’re just like “oh a friend of mine gave me that”. like aw your bro gave you a plushie? that’s so cute
saw someone’s ick list a little while ago and can’t find it again but it said “follows a ton of sex workers” and i just want to say that many of the sex workers on here are very cool and have correct opinions and are my friends and you should not feel bad about following them ♥️
when you’re dating you have to think about what her friends are going to call you. do you really want to be “sourdough guy”? “CD guy”? “dirty toilet guy”?
it’s so cool how what is objectively the worst party drug is the only legal one. like yeah man i love to have some drinks and feel sociable for maybe an hour tops and then spend the rest of the time struggling to stay awake and not puke in front of everyone!
swear i’m not trying to be a pick me here but i’ve never really understood the outrage about the toilet seat being left up. if it’s left up then you have to move it down. if it’s left down then your partner has to move it up. I guess just strive for 50/50
beautiful women should not have to know what the agile project management method is. nor should they have to do a “sprint”, a “daily check-in”, or “claim tasks from the backlog”
next time i have sex i’m going to count in my head how many thrusts it is total and then multiply by the dick length to get the total number of inches that went into me
when people call service jobs “unskilled labor” it’s like… can you imagine opening a bottle of wine in front of a group of strangers who are watching you in silence?
last night I had a 20mg edible and before it hit I was talking about how someday I think I should try 100 just to see what it’s like, and then an hour or so later i was not able to talk anymore because i had realized words are just little sounds. so nvm
question for men: do you guys go visit your friends in other cities? like do you go and stay at their place for a few days and do stuff just the 2 of you