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My idiot sister in law got drunk at a party in June at her other sisters up in Pennsylvania. We were staying there for the weekend too for their daughters high school graduation and was flirting with her husband all night telling him that she was "gonna get you tonight!" when they went to bed later.
She got so drunk that she went in the wrong guestroom and gave me a blowjob,I had laid down because my back hurt and I was tired from the long drive, before she passed out drunk.
She's pretty, slim but is a drunk and at 33 she is starting to look older from all the boozing most likely.
She was calling me "Bill", her husbands name, and gave a helluva blowjob I have to admit.
I came in her mouth.
I didn't fuck her because she passed out but I probably would've if she'd stayed awake.
I doubt she even remembers giving the blowjob she was so drunk.
I never told my wife.
I think that little girls having sex are disgusting. They literally make me so sick. Girls having sex as early as 11 are nasty little sluts. Sex is something special, not something to take for granted. Please stop and have some self respect.
Another thing is when they get pregnant. You're not even enough to have sex use protection at least. If your mom has to remind you to brush your teeth or take a shower what makes you think you can take care of a kid?
Long story short little girls who have sex and get pregnant are stupid little sluts ruining their lives. I know this isn't nice but it's the truth. I have my opinion and you have yours. If you think other wise fuck off and make your own confession
I want to kill myself. I always have. I don't know why I feel this way maybe because my life is such shit or has gone to shit. I'm going to be a nurse but I haven't finished college yet and it feels like ill never get there. I have a beautiful daughter if it weren't for her and my belief in God I would've killed myself a long time ago. I've tried before but never got close enough. My fiance doesn't know how I feel he hardly talks to me on a daily basis. And I'm only 22(female) I have alot to look forward to. I feel so alone. I was molested by my sister at age of 5 and than when I was 16 my boyfriend of three years abused me physically and verbally. I just don't want to live anymore there is no love in this world.
I'd like to beat the crap out of my fellow students, they're just so f****** dumb!!
I feel like I am in a nursery school when I am around them. I hate them so much, these stupid, barbaric and ugly people!
You are stupid and lazy! You'll land on the street some day!
This isn't really a sin, but I'm not sure if I'm weird for it.
I listen to either BGMs or just any songs in general and in my head, I come up with music videos (that have storylines to it) with my OCs [original characters] in them. One time, I played an entire Chronicles of Narnia BGM playlist on YouTube and for the entire 30+ minutes, all I did was just sit there creating an entire story using my imagination with my OCs while music was being played in the background.
Is that weird??
#music #imagination #musicvideos #musicvideo #video #narnia #weird
We have two dogs and one cat. One of the dogs is awesome (I love him) the cat is meh (I’m not really a cat person) and the other dog however is a giant pain in the ass.
She pisses and shits in my office and pisses and shits in my outdoor kitchen. She adds no value, she sleeps all fucking day (like a cat), she hates going outside, she gets frequent ear infections that smell like sour ass and requires vet visits all the damn time.
My wife loves the dog. She’s had her since before we met. I love my wife more than anything but that dog is a nightmare.
If the dog could have an “accident” without it devastating my wife, that would be one dead ass dog TODAY.
So I'm f14 and in my year (grade) all the rates (popular) boys are friends with each other and they're really dirty. And since I've got back to school they've been talking to me. I've got compliments on how my breast are big and I'm thicc and have a nice ass. Which I find quite funny lol. Anyways I'm really friends with one of them. Let's call him jay. We're just friends and our relationship is quite weird. He thinks I'm gonna give him a bj on his birthday. last week he grinder his dick on me in class when I bent over which caught me off guard. Anyways I sit next to jay in some classes. And in science we sit at the back. And we were talking and I was laughing then out of no where I put my hand on his upper thigh and he literally tenses up and I can see I did something so I pull back and I think I blushed over too much. He just laughs off and then he does it back. But as his hand is on my thigh he moves it upwards near to where my pussy is (yeah). We wear uniform and I had pants on but they're like tight pants so you can see shape and outlines of everything. And I'm completely frozen. Then he starts rubbing my 😏 yeah that. And then he's unzipping my pants. (Remember were in class) so I wake up to reality and I move his hand away and say "wyd we're in class" and he's the type of person who does give a fuck about anything so he says "and" so I make up that I'm on my period so he's like "why don't we finish off what you started on Wednesday then" which is the day where I get off my "period" which is also tomorrow. So I'm like yea sureeee. And he's been really on me ever since. So like I've never had a dick inside me so I don't know what's gonna happen tomorrow. But pray for me? 😂😚 I forgot to mention but he also told me he had a dream about me. "I was naked in bed and then you came and undressed and then got in and then idk what happened next" is exactly what he said. I thought was funny LOLLL but I'd be lying if I said I didn't dream about him either a few days before that.
#highschool #friendswithbenefits #lust #boys #crush #bitchsavemebeforeidie
Someone tried to walk right beside we without having been vax. And with no mask. The duo started mocking people who get the vax. So I started politely mocking people too afraid of the vax. They said the whole world should have waited 3-5 yrs for proper testing. So I said yeah millions of people having took it isn’t enough proof for morons. They’d rather the whole world die while they follow a few hundred test subjects. Those millions who are fine aren’t enough.
I told them I know someone who was like them. She wouldn’t vax or mask. So she gave it to her family. Now one is on life support and a few are dead. She needed a hospital but they gave her emergency new treatments & she barely lived. But now she’s always tired. Can’t taste or smell. Coughs a lot. But on the plus side she did get the vax & now wears a mask.
I told them that on the plus side. All these people dying who won’t vax are creating job opportunities. I know two people who had bad jobs. They listened to me. And because they would vax I work long hrs they have now been promoted. They now make great money. Great benefits. Will get a retirement. All because of others who wouldn’t vax. So those too afraid of a vax will leave a void when buried. Or by refusing the vax. Letting responsible people get ahead. Or they may just pull an oxygen tank around for life after surviving Covid. I know someone now doing that.
Two people who argued with me about Covid just buried relatives this month. They are worried about relatives in the hospital. They laughed for a year. On the plus side they finally vaccinated.
One of my relatives works in an over flower hospital. He says people come in begging for the vax. Tell him about their children that need them. The people they love. They beg for the vax. Then they die. And another anti vaxer takes their place begging for the vax but it’s too late.
I told those people some of these stories. But I said at least the funeral homes are making a lot of money.
Well these two people weren’t laughing anymore. They looked freighted. They decided they needed to leave the store. Go look for a place that might have the vax.
I may have saved their lives. So that was mean of me. But with good intentions.
Then I went back outside and got in the car with my good looking date. She got her vax when she could. Whew. She’s so good looking. But the rest of my date is too hot to share. I’m glad I’m vaccinated. I like having hot dates. I want to keep doing it for years. She loves that I’m vaccinated.
I'm a 28 year male. I honestly can't tell you why I'm writing any of this aside from the fact that I still think about what happened years ago and still want to do it again, unshamefully.
I was 12-14 at the time when all this happened and when I found out that masturbation was awesome. I loved finding myself and feeling something that was "forbidden" in my household. I come from a large family, lots of siblings and lots of reglion in the house, and it was difficult as the youngest son to find the time to sneak away and have a go with myself. But, one of my friends, a year younger than me that I met at church...go figure..., were hanging out playing video games and making jokes about everything under the sun. I can't remember who instigated it but, one of us mentioned how cool it would be to feel 'better' when we did what we do when no one is looking. Before we know it, we are playing with each other and trying to 'feel better'. We started by watching each other while we masturbating at first, it was a thrill and made us feel way better. Then we figured we would try with our mouths. It was the best feeling I had ever felt up till that point. Having someone else do the work and feel even more ecstasy than if I did it myself. One day, while at church, we found that the back part of one of the buildings with multiple classrooms was totally vacant and all the lights were out. We figured, why not? So we played around and took turns. When I "got there" he pulled back and got really mad because he thought I peed in his mouth.... I hadn't... it was the first time I had actually ejaculated. At the time I was excited and happy that I was maturing, but also scared because I loved the way it felt and how dangerous it was to do such a thing in a house of worship! Lol. We continued this for a few years, slowly developing into young men and having girlfriends, But we always had that to ourselves, our "feel better" time.
One day, he came over and as usual, we played video games and watched movies we loved. Of course, everyone goes to bed and it's just us, up late, talking, and he says,"You wanna try something different?" To which I got excited but confused. What could we do that we haven't done? He goes and gets a towel, some shampoo, and says,"Let's try something." Before I knew it, he was on his stomach with the towel under him and started putting shampoo between where his thighs met (gooch/taint). He says,"Just don't put it in me. Just through to legs, ok?" I cautiously kneel and, rockhard, place my manhood right where the shampoo was. It felt amazing... I came in less than 5 mins. I felt so amazing, it was rediculous. He said,"Was it good?" To which I responded,"Dude...amazing! You gotta try it!" I took his position, lathered up, and was ready. Same thing. He came really fast and we had a laugh at how we beat the "system" as teenagers lol.
Once again, this went on for a while, and were loving the fact that we had a way to make ourselves feel good and it still didn't break too many rules. After a few times of doing this we got together on the fateful night when we found out it could feel even better. We had the house to ourselves and he gave me the look. I go and grab a towel and some lotion, some kinds of shampoo made it burn sometimes, and came back to the room. We discuss who would go first and I lost the game of rock-scissors-paper, so I assumed the position. He asked if he could try something. I, hesitantly say yes, and he goes for my hole. Scared, excited, frighten, and invigorated, he slowly put it in. It burned a little but it felt strangely good. He pumped a few times and pulled out. I quickly, and as silently as I could, said,"You didn't come in me, did you?" He didnt. He was just as scared as I was and came on my ass. I was still invigorated and excited, he took the position. I wasn't planning on trying it at first cause I didn't want to hurt him but he insisted. So, I slowly put it in and it was the mouth times a million. As I am about to come 10 mins or so later, he says, weezing, "Do it, just do it in me." I did. It was the craziest and best feeling I had ever felt. I couldn't move. I just laid there throbbing inside him. We got up and cleaned ourselves. We didn't do this ever again after that. Not because we didn't want to, but because we became step brothers shortly after....
We don't see each other often, mainly holidays and family events. Neither of us mention it or even talk about it. I still wish I had that connection though. It's strange when you trust someone that much to not tell anyone about your secret dealings and recreational fun, but it still is a great memory, even if it's weird as all hell. Totally taboo yet, secretly, still an amazing life experience.
Im a the only Filipino here? ok nice. Im one of the ahmm they called it LGBTQ and I'm bi or bisexual, and yes I'm girl and i like girls too like my bestfriend. My bestfriend she is that person who knows me better, she just didn't know that what I'm telling to her about my current crush, she didn't know she it is.
I accidentally got my high school girlfriend pregnant.
She was 15 and I was 16. We were both into the drug culture of our high school and were very commonly having unprotected sex.
I have been an uncle since the age of 3 and have had a job since I was 14. I wasn't affraid of having a child. My mother was angry, but supportive. At 16, I was ready to become a dad.
The day had come when my girlfriend would have our baby girl. I was very excited. Her parents and the rest of family blocked me from the hospital. I was told our child didn't make it.
Jump ahead 35 years and I find out through an anonymous letter. My daughter is a live and well. She is living on Long Island. She thinks I am the one that is dead.
Now I have now decide whether to tell her I am alive or make believe she doesn't exist.
We were getting out of the pool at the same time and I accidentally ran my hand cross my best friends ass and across her pussi. It was a freaky but legit accident. She said nothing so I think she didn't even realize. But me, I cannot stop thinking how it felt and what a turn on. I was instantly aroused and I have masturbated for a week now, just thinking how I want to do it again. I have never touched a girl before, even accidentally. For the past week, I think of her more than my boyfriend. Now I am curious, can accidents be good, I think I may want more touching on her. I am so horny. And the older I get, the more I want sex.
#girl #brush #wrong #touch #accident #straight #curious #want #liked #imagination #horny
Last night I was feeling a little anxious and I asked my wife if I have any reason to worry about her being unfaithful. She smiled and answered, "It doesn't matter, because whether you do or you don't, you'll never know."
I seriously want to commit suicide. I'm just done with life. The friends that I thought would never switch up on me, did. My dad, who is like my best friend isn't talking to me. Rumors about me at school are going around that it's making me not want to go school no more. I just can't, I been wishing for death since a little kid for being bullied over my skin color. I have a boyfriend, he knows about my suicidal past, but not the reason why. He always tells me things about my skin color and asked me if bothered me. I said no because I didn't want to seem so fragile. But it in reality it hits me so hard. I hate that the first thing that goes through a mind of a person when they meet me is my skin color. I absolutely hate it. I just don't think I can't do this anymore. If I didn't have a boyfriend, I would honestly already do it.. but I don't want to break his heart bc I know how much it would hurt him.
I am with my boyfriend whose tried to kill himself three times, I love him but I also want to leave him because I feel like I'm trapped. But I know if I leave he will kill himself. I'm so scared but I don't know what else to do because I value his life and I love him.
Two years ago when I was in school at a break some older guy came to me and said "My friend loves you and he is a pedofile.". I didn't wanted to go to school for a month. Since that I feel a little bit less pretty, sexy, confident in my own body. I have a little problem about loving a boy, I feel uncomfortable around some boys. Since than I feel more attracted to girls. But this one thing that happened have changed my life forever. I don't feel mentally confident.
I’m DEADPOOL. That’s right, I’m the real Deadpool. No I’m not crazy. I’ll leave a secret code that only those who really know me could figure it out. WMHRSNSCARDCESCAECKAGCFLFWAHACLJ. Only the few who really know me could decipher that.
I started making up characters as a kid. Deadpool started in the 70’s. That’s right. Your getting the real origin of Deadpool.
I had some old comics. In one of them the Shadow fought a Ninja dressed in Red on a sub. My favorites were Cap & the Avengers, & Batman. But I liked this red ninja. So I made me as a super hero named “Red Ninja” when I was really little. In time the character got a much better name.
Over time he got cooler names. I won’t tell you his real name. My real character he became in my 20’s is very similar to Deadpool. I like mine better.
When I nearly died recently I destroyed all my 1,000’s of characters & their back stories. Old drawings. I’d hoped to one day draw my own comics, or let my children. But I’m near death so it’s not going to happen. No one wanted them. So I shredded them. I had to move into a tiny place. I had some way cool stuff though.
Starting in the early to mid 80’s I sent some of my worst characters & some ideas to Marvel Comics. I was going to use the good ones for my own comics. I’m pretty sure I saw one of my characters vaguely in a comic. Very vaguely. Either way I got some No Prizes. Empty envelops. The first one I wrote & said I didn’t get a prize. The prize was no prize, an empty envelope. You just give them ideas for characters; stories. But it becomes their property. You give it away.
Well; somewhere around 1990 or so; while in college, I decided to send Marvel one of my mediocre characters. I kept the best to myself. I was offered an art scholarship, but pursued other stuff.
Please realize I “gave” them the character. Just a rough idea. I did not give them my real character. I honestly don’t even remember what all I wrote in the letter.
In no way am I claiming anything beyond a rough idea. They apparently took a vague idea & made something cool out of it. So the character is completely theirs. I merely gave them a seed to plant & grow. Im not even certain they used my idea. The visual; mannerisms, & name make me convinced they did. Either way; I gave it away for fun, so who cares.
Around this time I was still collecting comics; but I stopped. That’s why I mailed this to them. My life was fixing to change dramatically. No more time for childish things. No more collecting comics. So since I doubted I’d ever pursue my comic ideas; I gave Deadpool (not my characters real name) away as a joke. I wanted to see if “I” could live on in the comic books, in case I died on a battle field. I loved Marvel. If they thought him/me worthy of being a super hero/villain, then it would mean my much better characters would be cool if I ever made my own comics. I had 100’s better than Deadpool.
Well I forgot all about it. No more kids stuff for me. My kids got into all the super hero stuff many years later. One day my daughter said dad. You have got to watch this movie called “Deadpool”. He’s just like you. I scratched my head. Realize my character has a different name. But I’m pretty sure I called the alternate less fleshed out version of red ninja; the bad “punisher” like pretend version of me, “Deadpool”. The one I mailed Marvel.
She said he’s just like you. The guy who plays him looks a lot like you (not really. But I am attractive. And I married a beautiful woman). He talks endless trash. Is always trying to be funny. Uses two swords and guns at once. Wears a red ninja outfit. Never shuts up. Cusses. Can do all that ninja gymnastics stuff like you. He’s you. Huh? That did sound like me.
So I watched the movie; remembered sending the idea to Marvel, & laughed my butt off. She asked what was funny. I said that is me. That’s really me as a super hero. I mailed that idea to Marvel before I married your mom way back in college. I didn’t know they made it into a super hero. Of course she didn’t believe me.
Now let’s be clear. I’m not taking credit for the character or anything. I can’t even remember what I mailed them. I had been drawing characters since age 7 or so. Red Ninja had been me since the 70’s.
I was finally giving up buying & collecting comics. No more drawing & expanding characters. I was putting all of that away & growing up. Time to leave college & start life. I never thought of that stuff again till she made me watch the movie. She was right though; that was me, especially back in the late 80’s & early 90’s.
I won’t bore you with the whole story & details. Nor can I remember what all I actually even mailed them. But either way; I gave it to them. Looks like they used it. I was hoping someone would turn it into a character. That if I died I’d still be alive in a sense as a super hero. Just a private joke. So in my mind anyways; I pulled one on Marvel, got them to turn me into a super hero of sorts.
So since I have no clue what I mailed them I’ll show why my daughter saw the similarities. She had seen me training with two swords at once. And two knives. She’d seen me throw weapons & shoot guns with both hands. I’m an expert marksman with near any weapon, with both hands.
I do know martial arts. I have easily beaten multiple black belts with my mixed fighting style in training. I have extremely fast reflexes. Makes me really hard to fight. When I sent it in I had finally managed to slim my muscular body down from 275 lbs to under 250. To para jump or slide down ropes out of copters you must weigh under 250. I was so lean and low fat I had cuts & veins everywhere. I thought Deadpool having healing powers like Wolverine would be great. Instead of claws he’d use two swords & pistols like me. He’d have my agility; athletic ability; super strength (I was a power lifter). Only magnified for comics of course. I’m the lame real life version.
I was very conceited about my appearance & abilities. I talked endless trash. Cussed none stop. I never shut up. I still have a constant smile. I try to be funny and constantly try to make people smile & laugh. A crowd once watched me fight several men. They say I was turning flips. Doing crazy moves. Like Deadpool. And the whole time I was telling jokes and talking trash. That’s true. Like Deadpool.
I used to run track. I could nearly touch the top of a basketball backboard. Great at long jumping.
I was being trained by an ex special forces relative & was intending to join the military soon, which is why I mailed off the idea for Deadpool to Marvel. Letting go of my childish ways. Would be no more time for that. After I mailed it off o bought no more comics. Drew no more characters. I was done.
I had a relative of sorts who used to work with me some. He was impressed by my marksmanship. He had been a soldier & then soldier for hire. Mercenary. I was a great marksman so he thought I should try that after the military.
Well in high school & college I found myself living in this high crime gang controlled inner city. At night it was a war zone. Cops were afraid to come in there at night. So if you got caught up in something you were on your on. Like the fight I just talked about.
Starting as a little kid I used to fight to protect others. I slowly learned to mostly be quiet & passive in school. Until I moved into the gang area. Sometimes I’d fight to protect others. But not in front of teachers. At school I had fought to protect any weak loner. I don’t care what color you are. Religion. Gay. I would protect anyone. In my eyes we are all the same.
Well; those of you who work & goto school full time know, your rarely home. At night I’d wake up to gang activity. Screaming. Gun fire. Fights. People buying & selling drugs. Drug dealers are the root problem in these neighborhoods.
I’ve fought and been chased by gangs in high school. Been shot at just for walking home. Kids on those streets know what I’m talking about. I learned to mind my own business. But a few times I had to go out into the dark night. Batman.
Ninja movies were getting popular. I always trained with two knives & pistols at this time. So now I added two ninja swords.
So around the time I sent this to Marvel I’d snuck out at night & stopped a few crimes when I heard screaming. Usually only for a woman or child. Not dressed as a ninja. I’m the real guy.
I’ll give one example. I heard a woman yelling for help. I went running out. A very large man was trying to attack her with an ax handle. Trying to break thru her window. She was protecting her child. So I fought & disarmed him. Made him run away. Then I had to talk to the cops. Witnesses confirmed my story & I got off. People would watch. But not interfere. I’m lucky people liked me enough to speak up for me a couple of times. Had it been gangs they probably would not have. No one calls the cops on drug dealing gangs. They will do drive byes & stuff. Unlike Deadpool, I can’t magically heal.
I only did these things a few times. Real life isn’t a movie. But my friends had saw me in action. My wife had told my kids those stories & about the time she watched me fight & save another woman. And of course talk to the cops yet again.
In real life once you save the day; you then get to talk to cops; teachers, bosses. You get kicked out of school; paddled; almost arrested; fired. Real life isn’t a movie.
So Deadpool wasn’t really me. He was like an alter me. A bad version of me. He would go off into the military for special forces like I was planning. Be a Merc like I was contemplating. But he’d be half nuts. He’d decide to take out drug dealers and criminals to stop crime at the source. You know that voice in your head that you ignore. Hey go do this. You know better from listening to that voice as a kid. Don’t listen to that crazy voice.
That is the real problem in these neighborhoods. Drugs fuel the gangs. Addiction destroys people. Gangs strike fear in neighborhoods. Everyone is afraid to call or speak to cops. Cops are afraid to come there at night. They arrive way too late & in large numbers. By the time they do it’s usually too late.
So the goofy one in the movies does act a lot like me. Obvi I’m no nutt super hero. I’m the real guy. I based the character off me. I like what they did with it. Totally different from me. As I said; I mailed in a very vague idea. They appear to have developed it into something cool. But I can’t take credit for any of that. But the behavior & general description are so much like me that my daughter realized it when she watched the movie. They’ve all seen me get right up in the face of would be tough guys and talk trash; joke, & cuss just like Deadpool. They’ve seen me lift up very heavy weight. Shoot two pistols at once. Train with two swords. On & on. I have that endless grin on my face. Im the real Deadpool.
So where did the name Deadpool come from? As a child I was an amazing marksman. I never missed. Some vets nicknamed me Eagle eye & Deadeye. I liked Clint Eastwood. So I called the bad; drug dealer pretend version of me Deadpool. Pretty sure I sent that name in with the idea. But it’s not important.
There was a real Hollywood game. People tried to predict who would die. Then bet money (a pool). So this Deadpool version of me would instead pick which deadly criminals should die. He’d take their drug dealing money. That would be his income. His “pool” of money. Plus; Eastwood had a movie out around that time, “the Deadpool”. I think I was watching it on VHS when I wrote the letter.
Clint Eastwood played a vigilante in Dirty Harry movies. I preferred the spaghetti westerns.
So since I don’t think I’ll be alive much longer I thought I’d secretly confess that I’m convinced I’m the basis for Deadpool. I don’t care if anyone believes me. I did specifically tell them they could have the idea. I did ask them to turn it into a character for Marvel comics. I didn’t send them the real character. He was much more complex and pure. Instead I sent them something I thought people would want to watch & read. This was in the rap anti establishment days. No one liked Cap anymore. I’m a whole lot more like Cap. But no kidding. As I type this there are ninja swords hanging above my bed. There are two pistols on a nightstand by two knives. As I said; Im the real Deadpool. Well; sort of.
What do I look like? Well I’m very sick now. But I’m very lean. Weigh about 255. Very muscular. I was born with blond hair & blue eyes. People say I’m attractive. And I act “a lot” like the character in the movie still to this day. That’s why when my kids first saw the first Deadpool movie they ran in there saying dad, your in a movie, you’ve got to come see this. And yes; I am really that cocky. I’m convinced no one can beat me. I did learn to shut up at times. But I talk endless crap. I crack endless jokes. I never shut up. I have a crap eating grin non stop. I did not go into the special forces for a very good reason. Nor did I become a mercenary. I’m afraid the real me isn’t overly impressive.
I am no kidding wearing a shirt that’s blue with stars on the top. Alternating red and white vertical stripes on the bottom. I just realized that when I looked down. My kids had them made for me I guess. They look like one offs.
OK kids of mine. There it is. Let’s see if you can figure out my code. No one else ever will. I’ll give one of you a clue. See if you can surf the web and find this. Decipher the code. Prove I wrote it. You asked me to tell someone I invented Deadpool. That would be wrong. You can’t give something away. Ask someone to make something of it. Then try to take credit. So here it is. No name or proof. But my admission. One more joke. If you find this and read this have a good life. Now you know where I got the idea. From an old The Shadow comic I owned. Why did I like the red ninja? He was better than the shadow. That’s why when I sent the character to Marvel. Instead of sending them the real character that red ninja became; which I will not reveal here, I gave them a meaner version. A “Punisher” like version. A soldier for hire who didn’t just cross the line; he became a criminal of sorts. Much like Wolverine was in a comic or two. Dark. The opposite of me. Like alternate Superman.
I am very proud of you that you saw me in the way Deadpool acted. You even pointed out how I used to pull your legs & claim I could block bullets with my swords. That’s obvi a lie. But I’m still pretty good for a real person.
#deadpool #red #ninja #fun #laugh #funny #laughter #comic #comics #book #admission #riddle #code #drug #drugs #gang #fight #athlete #athletic #merc #mercenary #mouth #trashtalking #cuss #cussing #gymnast #agile #agility #gymnastics
Ok I know this is terrible but, I admit it.
when I make cereal...
....I pour the milk and then add Cereal.🤦🏾♀️
and on top of that I put the finished milk back in the fridge. please forgive me.
#laziness #milk #cereal #embarrassing #fridge
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