‘Well my house got robbed so its only fair they let the guy rob everyone else in perpetuity before they catch him.’

CW: jorkin it

So the weed dispensary was out of the tinctures that I usually like and I got these RSO capsules instead BUT THEY MAKE ME SO HORNY! All I wanna do is spank it. I wake up and I wanna jerk off, I get into bed and I wanna goon for a bit, I finish crankin it and I wanna rub one out as a cool-off. Im averaging 3 or 4 loads a day! No other preparation of weed has ever done this to me. If you told me a month ago that a different way of administering THC would have me acting like a sex pollen episode of star trek I wouldn’t have believed you but here I am.

And now we know what went wrong with VII

Beat that Aela.

Hope they spring for express shipping.

You have a whole deck for that!

Whatever you were playing when you were 12.

Item! Hyah!

eight inches ‘look he may have sold out the people he sold out the people he sold us out for but that thing be swangin’

Christian households with children should be subject to frequent random inspection by social workers.

I love a chocolate covered strawberry though. Chocolate and fruit can work sometimes.

It would not surprise me at all if Jeffrey Epstein were to be found alive and diddling in Telaviv.

If it weren’t for the bougie presentation I’d be interested to try a chocolate strawberry pistachio candybar but this would just make me feel like an asshole eating it even if it was good.

No more worried than we should be about the dog robots that are for rescue operations and definitely won’t be packed full of explosives by the pigs but also you get charged with assaulting an officer if you disable one.

Counting or not counting gangbangs?

Eternity?

The Scar Review: Too many boats, not enough superwhale

Iron Council Review: Just enough trains, not enough gayness

If he’s really everywhere then I fornicate with him for free at least once a night already. I really doubt he would pay me.

It’s an admission against interest. If Joyce wanted to lie about Tzaraath in service of capital she would agree with Measurehead. She has no need to lie about it because the revolutionary moment has long passed and she doesn’t want to because lying that poorly would wound her pride.

There’s a guy in my neighborhood with a maroon cybertruck. In my head I have decided that this man is a fledgling vampire that the rest of house tremere is keeping around as a patsy.