My first conscious understanding of having a piss kink was at a hibachi restaurant where the chef squirted a squeeze bottle of sake directly into my mouth from three feet away. Frankly I've been chasing that high ever since.
faeries are not real but i wish thwy were so i could spray one with raid
harry houdini to his wife after a long exhausting dinner with arthur conan doyle
Makig a sandwich to bring to school tomorrow can someone reblog with a filling to finish the ssndwich ill go first ok
Bread
bread
(thats not allowed. We start with bread once more. Its okay, take your time.)
Bread
garlic powder
Sliced garlic
(thats a lot of garlic. Why dont we try something else)
…bread
(Please think before reblogging)
Water
(Hey.)
cheese
cheese
cheese
cheese
(I appreciate that but can someone else who is not a mouse take over)
Ham so much ham
(this is beginning to resemble a sandwich :))
MORE CHEASE
Add the mousetrap to the sandwich
(ok but i dont take kindly to being ordered around)
Lint
(What ever. Christ. im finishing the sandwich)
Bread
in the twitched club. straight up "jerming it" and by "it", haha, well. let's just say. My 985
i'm gonna leave this website
guys Sasha is not the responsible one in the archives. She saw a weird guy with fucked up hands and an uncanny laugh and immediately followed him to several secondary locations. I’m SO sorry to say this but the only og archives crew member with self-preservation instincts is Tim
more people would exercise if this culture didn't make it absolute hell
I teach martial arts. we play games with the little kids. they swordfight with noodles and throw foam balls at each other. in the summer, we take them out into the parking lot with water guns. in the winter, we have snowball fights.
the teenagers get swords and staffs and practice knives. we teach them moves from marvel movies that they ask about. they get squirt guns and snowball fights too. we let them goof off and climb the support beams and charge directly at each other in padded suits.
sometimes parents say they miss doing things like that. I tell them, "stay for an adult class. just try it out." we build obstacle courses and let them mess around with training rifles. they chat while sparring. we scream and cheer for them when they're in the middle of a circle. and then we send them out to the parking lot with squirt guns and snowballs.
it's exercise. it's healthy. it's an important life skill. and it's fun as fuck.














