almond maple.
almond maple.
Fruit shorties are wank. So disappointed in you right now*. *I’m not disappointed in you at all, but they are wank.
They're amazing. Happy to die on this hill.
this is such the right answer.
God, I could really go one or both right now.
God. So many. Just a few off the top of my head. Matchday sesh with the Everton lot, obvs. @scientits.bsky.social @ewacat.bsky.social @petefrasermusic.bsky.social @nick-pettigrew.bsky.social @scriblit.bsky.social @superbreeze.bsky.social @davidclewis.bsky.social @arlenefinnigan.bsky.social
*Scans list* oh. *slinks off*
I would LOVE to meet you x
We gotta make it happen!! xx
I sure picked the wrong stage of your life to say "hey, we should meet for a drink".
I've moved south of the river. Like, really *really* south.
Hahaha
By several orders of latitude.
Oh, hunny. This tells me you haven't had a cursory scan of the market.
If you mean "why can't men sell their used undies to straight women?" at least not enough to make a website worth it, then that's a legit question, and I really don't know. Any considered theories?
I honestly don't know. I guess the nature of any fetish is that it's inexplicable to those who don't have it. But, yeah, feet are much more popular than you'd expect them to be. The only reason I offer feet pics for sale is that I have cute dinky feet, and my arse is no longer up to it.
Perhaps there's a strange intimacy to feet? The only body part, except for boobs and genitals, that is usually sheathed. Plus, genitals are similarly moist and sweaty. It's only really boobs that default to clean and odourless.
I read somewhere that the areas in the brain for "phwoar" and "feet" are physically nearby, so there can be crosstalk. Whether or not that's true I'm not sure. Not my cup of tea. I'm into normal things like nigella lawson kicking me to death like a startled horse.
Maybe they lost their sense of smell and that was the magic gone? Like how i can now eat corriander, but for foot perverts
You really have a way of making things horrifying, well done
<3
Horrifying, but not implausible.
Oh, man. She'd do it so coquettishly.
I really don't ask for much
Being pounded by Nigella like she's knocking back a once-proved farmhouse loaf is every Englishman's birthright
She'd dip two fingers in the leftover Easy Tiramisu while she did it.
I wonder what other areas are near each other and crosstalk Electric meat is a terrible operating system
Yes, and yes. Never met a bird I wouldn't feed, and that includes those iridescent angels.
I'd do courses in sound and video editing so I could produce and promote other peoples podcasts as well as podcasting myself. I guess I'd have to become more disciplined with the formalised structure of podcasts, too. But I already know how to do that, I just don't.
They're fine. They're neutral. Like all average, comfortable, lived-in bodies. And if we like you, we probably like your dad bod too. When I see someone who's proper ripped, I do wonder how many dead hours they've invested in it and whether they've sacrificed some personality for it.
Men stink
My list for this is also very long (yourself included). I made so many good friends through Twitter when I was living in the UK.
Yep! Best thing about twitter, I reckon. There could easily be 100 names on here, but I realised after the first post that threading 100 names would, quite rightly, be perceived as insane.