The movie starred David Bowie’s cock, David Bowie was just a supporting actor.

I might die if I couldn’t cuss while working. I’d just fucking explode.

I cuss during job interviews, both as the interviewer and applicant.

Shh. Only dreams now.

Howdy! Welcome to Lemmy! Thank you for responding.

I’ve never had a kidney stone and hope I never do. Paternal grandfather would get them.

You’re a sick fuck. Probably be in good company here. I was up all night working on a presentation for our local BDSM community.

From what I know about sounding: Purchase quality stainless sounds. They should be passivated and have a high polish. They should be boiled for sterilization and you should use sterile lube. Go slow, they should slip in by their own weight, don’t force them. Lot of guys get a whole lot of pleasure from them.

Personally, I have a double urethra. Two holes inside the slit of my cock. Like an over-under shotgun, if that makes sense. No way in hell I’m trying sounding. Have been cathed in the hospital, both tubes join into one somewhere back in there.

I concur with your gut.

Hunter and have a small farm. My wife actually has more handguns than me. My primary use case for firearms is as tooling, but I totally understand the enjoyment from shooting sports and collecting.

Post it, please?

I’m currently rebuilding a chicken coop into the Pig Dog Mojo Dojo Casa House, named by my wife. All three pigs and the dog are girls. Two of the piggies are violent lesbian lovers.

I’m Ken, I do Farm.

I think McMaster’s transition from catalog to website is brilliant. I’ve had younger crew be amazed when I gave them an old catalog; like keep it in the break room and flip through it while looking at McMaster on their phone.

I do wonder why they kept the black and white pictures.

Jeebus. Is he a tough motherfucker or did he regret this strategy? Also, did he use a bite stick as he neared completion?

Need more details, please.

If they’re a sounding afficinado, it would be like a throwing star down a hallway.

Pomme de terre (IIRC) is a sad version of a underground apple.

Pineapples look like a pinecone but with a sweet fruit inside. Makes sense to me.

Then again horse apples, i.e., horse shit doesn’t taste great at all. Then again, again: horse apples, the Osage Orange fruit, are inedible. Osage Orange is neither an apple or orange tree.

English 'tis a silly language.

I’m in my forties. Was raised with an apocalyptic mindset.

I really hope you’re right. Our family motto is pretty much hope for the best, prepare for the worst.

We keep a well stocked pantry, recently bought a little play farm and moved to a purple state instead of deep red. The move was a positive change for my family. COVID and political insanity gave us the push we needed to take the leap. Our friends and family mostly went deep down the rabbit hole and we didn’t have ties holding us anymore.

Anyhow, I don’t have warm fuzzies about the future, but about all I can do is build a new life in a new place for my people. Crazy is lower where we are now, schools are better, cost of living is cheaper, weather is cooler and less violent. Long term, possible grandkids are positioned better for climate change, we’ll have our little farm producing our own meat and some vegetables.

Honestly, I really hope things continue to improve. You’re right, many things have gotten better. However, I’ve seen friends and family spouting insane shit and a New York city slicker con man be worshipped. It feels different. The parallels between the Nazis and this terrify me.

Wow, you’re catching all the down votes for this. For a valid opinion. Way to go Lemmy. Points don’t matter here, so whatever.

Anyhow, I don’t have your optimism about this at all.

Would you describe yourself as a generally optimistic person?

Is it a feeling or do you have a chain of logic that causes you to conclude there will be a positive outcome?

I understand and do the same. It scares the shit out of me how ignorant the left is of the danger we’re in. Blows my fucking mind. People really don’t know even recent history.

My moral high horse?

I moved my family out of the deep South to a purple state. Every one in my house knows how to shoot, as well. That’s about as much as I know to do.

Fucking right?! Hate is being preached from the pulpit every Sunday supporting this clown and the machine pulling his strings.

In many places in this country our queer brothers and sisters are in mortal danger. These people hate and demonize the different and the other. It’s an old playbook, but, it sure does work.

If you don’t think the machine would put our people in camps; you’re wearing blinders and don’t know your history. Lives depend on this election.

I’ve used my Kyocera Brigadier as a hammer on wood and plastics before.

It also really upsets people when I rap it on a table or throw it at the wall to show how tough it is.

Had it for five years, maybe a little more. Battery is getting weak. Needs a factory reset. Storage is 96% used. Keeps on working, it fits in my pocket, no case required.

But I’m lazy and have given up on keeping my shit private.

I’m mostly joking but would do it if I have to. I only have like 9 inches of colon left and it’s not attached to my small intestine.

Swiss Navy silicone FTW!