“It was at this point that the situation went from ‘fuck’ to ‘very fuck’”
They seemed to have lived beside the sea in a colorful hut decorated with an assortment of shells hoisted on spools of long rotten string. Many of these shells were not native to the area, with their foreign number totaling approximately twice the number of years that the hut stood. The center of their home held a small cooking pot coated with the remnants of floral oils and native psychedelics.
Their art and writings were discovered further inland beneath the stump of a contemporaneously planted tree, preserved within a wooden box encased in tar. The box itself held a visual record of their time together, the intricate tapestry etched into its every surface appeared to have been carved over many years, with its detail increasing until the most recent set, which appeared markedly cruder, depicting a single figure in mourning attire.
Due to their decorations and their poetry’s frequent mentions of eating each other’s “steaming hot clam”, we believe they chose to live with one another beside the sea to satisfy their mutual love of shellfish.
I won’t lie, they still look fantastic. If anything, their peculiar appearance is enticing. There’s a unique sort of curiosity bred from the edge of one thing bleeding into another. Poppy seed muffin? Poppy seed cookie? I’d eat either!
I felt he deserved a massive erection while performing his favorite act
Uhh, I fail to see what anon did wrong. Mundane conversations about average issues would give only the most selfish sort of person the ick.
I want dearly to accept the recognition for this garbage that I found on the internet, so I made my own garbage. 
It needs the pause for processing. In a story, yours is preferable. In extreme short form online storytelling, it needs to completely set the stage for the majority of the literary diaspora in those communities to be able to digest it.
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grapes
No, just petty theft and indecent exposure
You’ll have to expand on that so I can provide proper context. Which ones aren’t being farted on?
>fixing notebook for a ~70 years old lady
>comes, pays, asks about gaming tier GPUs for her desktop
>little took back I inquire about the price range and what
games, solitaire, sudoku, puzzle games...
>nope, I play the Assasin
>Assassin's creed?
>yes, on my grandsons console, I just love Venice
>she pauses
>and killing people
>be me
>biohacker focused on male vitality
>spend years optimizing my life style diet and sleep
>Ice baths
>gigachad testosterone levels achieved
>read some estrogen is absorbed by the man during sex through vaginal fluids
>read orgasm increases prolactin levels which makes people take on nurturing roles
>stop having sex with wife
>stop taking care of son
>testosterone goes up 21 points
>Deep sleep improves and pulse lowers
>wife won't talk to me
>son cries a lot and grades dropped
>told son to meditate to regulate his amygdala to avoid his prefrontal cortex from shutting down
How do you anons deal with the ever growing attacks on masculinity?
Anonymous 01/04/14(Sat) 17:46 UTC-5 No. 40237147
>Go see some horror movie years ago with a friend at midnight.
>Theater is empty except some black woman up front.
>she starts yelling.
>"NAW DONT GO IN THERE"
>"WHY YOU DO THAT"
>I yell back "TELL HER"
>"YEAH SEE THIS BOI GETS IT"
>"YEAH I GET IT"
>later, a person dies from being decapitated, the woman screams.
>"OOOOH DAYUM"
>yell back.
>"DO YOU THINK SHE'S DEAD"
>"HOW THE FUCK YOU GON LIVE WITH NO HEAD"
>"I DONT KNOW MAYBE AN AMBULANCE WILL COME"
>"THEY IN THE FUCKIN WOODS"
happened yesterday night I’m typing in my room
i haven't gotten out yet
>be me
>20
>university student
>have a best friend
>met last year, share a lot of subjects
>naturally spend lots of time with him
>we have a friend group but we mostly stick together
>friends joke about us being gay
>we don't feel insecure and laugh with them
>get called twinks regularly by year two
>eventually start to do these jokes myself bc my friend is kinda cute
>summer break closing in
>his parents rich
>big house in the mountains
>they go on a vacation when break starts, leaving him alone
>he knows my relationship with my parents is fucked,
invites me over for summer, like last year
>instantly accept
>having a great time, we hike, laze around, play games
>one day we get home completely beat
>decide to throw ourselves a small party
>grab some drinks
>actually get wasted on some fancy shit
>my drunk ass makes more gay jokes
>say we look like boyfriends living together
>friend laughs and says he's going to make things gayer
>he leaves to his room
>comes back a minute later, in an oversized shirt,
booty shorts and thigh high socks
>severely drunk at this point but it clicks
>he's been gay the entire time
>never had a girlfriend
>probably took my jokes for flirting
>he is completely drunk and self unaware
>sits on my lap
>ohgodohfuck
>9th grade
>Get first boyfriend
>He wants me to meet his friends
>okay.jpg
>Halfway to his friends house he tells me, "I dunno if I should have brought you.
We usually don't allow girls to hang out with us."
>wat
>Meet his friends, they're playing games and everyone seems normal and okay
>Gameplay gets rowdy
>Suddenly dude who won takes out his erect dick and tries to
shove it into the loser dude's mouth
>wat
>10 minutes later, dickfight
>Winning dude is poking other dudes in the back of their pants with his bare cock
>Quiet dude is kind of secretly stroking his
>Other dudes are either slapping their cocks on someone else or
slapping someone else's cock
>Ask boyfriend if this is normal
>It is
>wat
Apparently, they were being calmer than usual because I was there
>mfw
11/19/22(Sat)07:22:13 No.71045408
>Tfw boyfriend is asleep
Why does he do this? Every fucking night?
11/19/22(Sat)07:25:16 No.71045429
>tells me he's not addicted to sleeping
>goes insane if he doesn't get his daily fix
>shouts at me for trying to keep him from
relapsing
>Get BJ on prom night
>Week later massive red spot on cock
>Herpes
>Fuck
>doctor say this shit is
uncurable
>No woman will want me
>Struggle with shame and depression
>Lose all interest in sex
>Go years without being with a woman
>Finally regain some self confidence
>Brainwave.exe
>Need woman who already has the disease
>Find old hooker on craigslist
>Looks pretty ragged on the blurred photo
>Has probably had a million diseased cocks in her
>Call her up
>Explain I have herpes
>Tell her I presume she has it too
>Silence
>Then she hangs up
I dont know where to go from here bros
ANON NOOOO
WE CANT DO THAT UNLESS WE ARE MARRIED
PLEASE MIKU! JUST GRAB MY HAND! I'M GONNA FALL
Credit: portsherry
If this happened, which it didn’t because it’s just anon’s fictional insecurity playing out over their computer screen, then this would be an extreme display of their coworkers’ insecurity over their place in the world. You don’t exist to work. Work exists in service to your desire to live in human society and nothing else.