MrZweihander

Oh nice! I caught your day 2 picture this morning while browsing All on my main account's server at work and I couldn't comment then because I don't remember my porn account password. It's a good thing no customers walked in, I was tenting my pants pretty hard. Now I get home and fire up my porn account to tell you that, and I find an even sexier picture of you. Your nipples look every bit as suckable as I'd imagined from the sneak peak in the previous picture. I'm glad there weren't any negative comments this time. I think making a game of it really ups the anticipation.

I'm not going to hold my breath for them to reply that it actually doesn't. I assume they're referring to the idea that if you're opposed to Israel's genocide of the Palestinian people, then you therefore support Hamas terrorist attacks, as if there is no middle ground between "let the terrorists do whatever they want" and "just bomb their hospitals and gun down fleeing civilians.'

I sometimes think it would be kinda nice to have a bigger penis, but then I remember things like this and think, nah, average is good.

Ah, the classic medieval Katzenwerfer.

Yeah, I think I misremebered that one. It's been some years since I heard my coworker at the time rant about how cheesesteaks made other ways might taste good, but they're not Philly cheesesteaks anymore and please stop calling them that.

So, will native Philidephians be more upset that someone put cheese steak on a cheesecake, or that you called it a 'Philly' when it is adulterated with peppers and missing one of the two ~~acceptable~~ [traditional] cheeses (~~American~~ [Provolone] or whizz)? Place your bets and hopefully a real Philadelphian can let us know which is more upsetting. I'm betting on the latter, but not heavily.

I wouldn't ever order it off of a menu, but if it was served at a party, I would absolutely try a small slice.

It's not implausible. Being a famous wit and wacky character can get someone a lot of latitude. I'm reminded of the Emporer of the United States, a locally famous weirdo who lived in San Francisco way back. Among his other notable hijinks, he was unemployed, yet never went hungry because he printed his own alternate currency (which he insisted was the only valid currency). Many of the local shops and restaurants just accepted it like official money even though it was worthless to anyone else, because everyone enjoyed his antics so much.

Diogenes: "I feel the same way, bro. I would want to be me too."

4th from the left.

My hero.

Perhaps the position of Uranus this morning did influence my decision, who could say? I've wanted to write a nice rant on astrology half-assing for a while and this morning I saw this post and thought "why not today?"