Please listen to this dude

Piss flavored dick is disgusting, as I learned from experience with an ex 🤮

Just a humble midwestern tea snob 😆

My mom was into True Blood for a little bit when it first came out, probably because she was trying to fill a Buffy-shaped hole in her entertainment and TB was close enough, lol. She bought me the first novel for Christmas one year and I very quickly donated it, it was so fucking bad. She asked me if she could borrow it, got mad when I told her I’d donated it already, and then sad when I told her it would ruin her enjoyment of the show by being complete and utter trash xD

Oh, interesting! I may have to give the series a shot, then - I pretty much hate-read the books, hoping at first that he would get better and then later hoping that someone would just fucking kill him lol

Depends entirely on the tea, but, if black: at home it’s usually hot, with a half to a full teaspoon of raw sugar and a splash of milk. At work it’s usually just hot and straight, no sugar or milk. If green: hot, sometimes honey and lemon, usually just straight. If herbal: hot or chilled depending on the temp outside, no sugar if hot, a bit of sugar if chilled.

I drink a lot of fuckin tea.

Creative entrepreneur. Center screen is for whatever I’m currently working on, be that product design, our website, emailing clients or suppliers, research, whatever. Right screen will have relevant reference material for whatever is on the center screen. Left screen is for music controls/discord, but it’s also a drawing tablet for any time I need to drop the mouse and start hand-drawing for design work, at which point the music and chat move to the right screen.

Amalfi, Italy. My great grandpa was born there, though he immigrated with his family to the US pretty young.

See, the problem is that my definition of “don’t disturb” and their definition are very, very different. I don’t disturb them the same way I don’t disturb bees: oh, look, it’s a few feet away, I’ll just stay over here and mind my own business!

Their definition is: “stay several hundred feet away from me, don’t even look at me, if the air anywhere in my vicinity vibrates as an after effect of you breathing half a mile away I will hunt you the fuck down”

So, like, it’s a fundamental incompatibility. They can’t abide me existing, and I can’t abide them being horrifically aggressive because I dared to exist. Unfortunately for them, I have the advantage of size and tools.