something that rly creeps me out…..occasionally ill see videos or articles for christians or christian missionaries that say something like “what you need to do is make friends with non christians and really get them to trust you and THEN you start preaching to them and bringing them to jesus” and that is….man how much would it hurt to know that the only reason someone’s hanging out with you is to convert you to a religion you were never interested in. maybe this is a real friend, someone you really really feel like you connect to, and all of a sudden you cant hang out with them without being scared they’ll bring out the jesus stuff.
You guys really just hate any woman using her sexuality to make money. You’ll consume all her media for free but the moment she wants something in return y’all get spiteful and way outta pocket about it. The whole “but Snapchat doesn’t allow adult content!” is fucking weak because I’m sure y’all still posting ass and thirst traps constantly.
I don’t even know how this alone would be an act of tax fraud, you have no idea what income she reports, but the fact that y’all feel SO strongly about this shit that you try to fuck up people’s livelihoods for the laughs is garbage. I hope the next time y’all need any assistance everyone spits in your face.
It’s been awful on Facebook. Men would go and harass women who do sex work. And start posting edgy memes and saying really disgusting shit. And these are the same ones that are like “I respect all women! Why don’t they like me!?” 🙄
the sites that we use to sell our content TAX US . i’ve sent in the tax forms on more than one occasion .
and of course they aren’t out there reporting their weed guy to the irs. it’s pure hatred of women
The incel army CAN’T report you to the IRS even if they wanted to.
Dan and I bought a thing called “long ziti” from the local Weird Bargain Store, largely as a joke, but…. I have never had a more unsettling pasta experience in my life. They wouldn’t bend enough to cook from top to bottom simultaneously, and while they were cooking boiling water kept spouting out from the tops of them out of the pot, like a boiling pipe organ.
Then they were so long and floppy and hoselike that we couldn’t pick them up with anything other than tongs, and then they were so long and unwieldy that it was basically impossible to sauce them without them all slithering out of the bowl like wet snakes. They then proceeded to cool down almost completely within the the seconds it took to walk to the living room.
Eating them was like eating a bowl full half melted drinking straws.
Bringing back Long Ziti for another round because it’s just too funny