It was hard to find Putin Musk Epstein ICE agents with their ass spread open. 🤷

Because I work at a preschool.

How about bamboo?

B.J. Nom Nom is a prolific writer with such and extensive library of work.

https://www.bjnomnom.com/

On weekends I like to choke myself and masturbate dressed up as Templeton the Rat from the 1973 animated film “Charlotte’s Web” lying in a pile of food scraps and garbage I collected during the week.

Feels good getting that off my chest.

Skooma is one hell of a drug.

Eternal life suckling from the creature.

Forced alone. Ejected from the creature.

Dim lights. Gentle embrace. The creature.

I wiped. Then noticed the creature.

The creature filed taxes. Again. Incorrectly.

I brought chips. So did the creature.

We hugged. The creature erect. Alarming.

The creature moaned. My kneecaps buckled.

I found out because of my bipolar disorder if I take Lexapro or most SSRI’s I gain the endurance and attitude of the Kool aid man and Randy Savage for like 2-3 days straight.

Randy Man? Kool Savage?

Also gotta watch the caffeine intake

Well Uncle Mort did say he’s looking for his own place soon. Just recently we gave him a bit of cash to buy a suit so he can go job hunting. We do think it’s odd that his job interviews are always on Saturday nights downtown.

Come to think of I don’t remember seeing his new suit. Uh oh…

I do feel like a dick sitting in my office going “oh my fingies is cold, burrr” in the middle of summer watching the laborers at the office building nextdoor tarring a new roof in the baking sun.

I’d like to not even know about it.

But Wednesday is like having an uncle you looked up to when you were young. But now he comes back as an alcoholic who lost his apartment and is staying with your family and you’re both older now and both changed.

You can’t avoid him when you visit your family because he’s rooting through the fridge in his stained tightly whities well your sitting there trying to have coffee at the kitchen table. You’d like to ignore him and remember the fun uncle of your youth, but there he is constantly digging in his ass and sniffing his fingers in your presence. So you feel like you might need to say a little something about his change. Like what the fuck happened to uncle Mort? I used to love Uncle Mort.

Wednesday is scratching her balls in front of me all the time retelling stories differently than how I remembered them. It’s a lot for me to take in. I’d rather remember them when I liked them.

I refuse to believe anything from the new Wednesday as canon. That bullshit is just using the Addams Family to sell dipping sauces at Wendy’s.

Therefore the hands fucked.

OH JESUS!

I feel like the wording the judge used was to prevent some fucked up legal monkey paw scenerio. Somehow they’ll try to get around it I’m sure.

Yup, it’s just more pronounced, much thicker. Guess I should have said it takes me a couple weeks to get a beard length to where it takes other people a couple months? But I didn’t think it was necessary?

But since you’re just chiming in to be picky. Men do grow beards at different speeds, mine is on the higher end is what I’m implying.

Average beard hair growth = ~0.3–0.5 mm per day, but some men’s can be as low as 0.2 mm/day and others 0.6 mm/day or more.

A fast grower can have visible stubble by the evening (5 o’clock shadow).

A slow grower might take 2–3 days before stubble is obvious.

I’ve had a beard almost the entire time since it sprouted. Briefly shaved for a few weeks because I was curious and realized it was horribly difficult my genetics make it to stay clean shaven. I’d grow stubble back at the end of the day.

I have big hairy men in my family none of them could go beardless. I’m just glad I didn’t inherit the back and upper arm hair.

Get you one of these rubber brushes, put a little oil on it or just scrub your beard in the shower with it. This helps get down to the skin and also grabs loose/dead hair which can be irritating.

If your life is boring, it’s because you are living in a manner that isn’t enjoyable to you. Quit your shitty job and find a better one. Move to a different area if your current area it’s not pleasurable to you.

That line shows a lack of experience. I find happy moments in life, but it’s certainly not all sunshine and rainbows. I’m currently living my life for the betterment of my family, to provide for them. I have to work a job I hate and I given up most of my free time for them. Do I hate them for it, absolutely not. Do I struggle mentally because of it, certainly.

I can’t move because I can’t afford to find a home where I can move my family to. My mom lives with us, which makes it more complicated. Not easy to move from a low cost area to anywhere else and find the same space typically beyond my means.

I can’t switch jobs, because I’d have to take almost a 25% to 50% cut in pay to do what “I want” which is a big hit when you’re just getting by already. I stick with it and keep it mentally as a thing I have to do to provide for others.

I question this every now and than and my own well being is less than those around me. Sucks a lot, I make the best of it. Let me be negative about life it’s one outlet I have left, I keep myself going by taking my suffering and altering it into a form of dark humor to lessen the blow of reality.

If you are able to do whatever you want when you want I envy your youth or your solidarity. You’ve obviously not had to make a sacrifice yet or you have been very fortunate. Don’t punch down at people who can’t make those choices.