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I want that shark to kiss and bully me.

    Losercity responds to Shark furry porn
    It's been a few years now, since i've started growing quite fond of furry/scaly art as well as furry/scaly in general, and one question has been bouncing around my brain that i could not get an answer for: What is my favorite type of anthro.
    
    That is, until i stumbled upon losercity. Losercity, and it's affluence of Furryposting.
    
    It's Sharks, the answer is sharks, it's ALWAYS been sharks, Ripped sharks, Thicc sharks, femboy sharks, Hunks, Milfs, HELL, even PUNK ( i'm usually not a big fan of the punk aesthetic) Sharks.
    
    Why? I do not know, maybe it's the swougitty, switgitty tails, maybe it's the slick looking scaly body, maybe it's just that sharks are really cute irl. So many potential answers so many could be wrong, so many right.....
    
    But as of this moment, one constant remains, one undeniable truth, a truth only found deep within oneself.
    
    I want that shark to kiss and bully me.
    
    This is truly my losercity, and i wouldn't go anywhere else.
    
    I belong here.

    el que mas nombres tiene es el falo el pene

      Its a long list of the way a penis is called in Spanish.

      Nuestro idioma es muy rico
      
      muy extenso nuestro vocabulario y
      
      el mismo objeto en varias ocasiones
      
      tiene nombres varios
      
      pero sin duda alguna
      
      el que mas nombres tiene
      
      es el falo
      
      el pene
      
      rabo,nabo,picha,
      
      polla,tranca,pija,
      
      verga,chola,cola,
      
      porra,pito,mango,
      
      pilila,minga,cipote,carajo
      
      tiene nombres mil,
      
      tiene nombres mil,
      
      tiene nombres mil
      
      el miembro viril
      
      los hay cortos
      
      los hay largos
      
      los hay gordos,
      
      y delgados
      
      los hay blancos
      
      y morenos
      
      los hay bonitos
      
      y los hay feos
      
      pero con esas diferencias
      
      el nombre nada que ver tiene
      
      cada uno lo llama como quiere
      
      rabo,nabo,picha,
      
      polla,tranca,pija,
      
      verga,chola,cola,
      
      porra,pito,mango,
      
      pilila,minga,cipote,carajo
      
      tiene nombres mil,
      
      tiene nombres mil,
      
      tiene nombres mil
      
      el miembro viril
      
      rabo,nabo,picha,
      
      polla,tranca,pija,
      
      verga,chola,cola,
      
      porra,pito,mango,
      
      pilila,minga,cipote,carajo
      
      tiene nombres mil,
      
      tiene nombres mil,
      
      tiene nombres mil
      
      el miembro viril

      English version

      Our language is very rich
      our vocabulary is very extensive and
      the same object on several occasions
      has several names
      but without a doubt
      the one that has the most names
      is the phallus
      the penis
      tail, turnip, dick,
      cock, barb, cock,
      verga, chola, tail,
      porra, pito, mango,
      pilila, minga, cipote, carajo
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names
      the virile member
      there are short ones
      there are long ones
      there are fat ones,
      and thin ones
      there are white ones
      and brown ones
      there are pretty ones
      and there are ugly ones
      but with these differences
      the name has nothing to do
      everyone calls it what they want
      tail, turnip, dick,
      cock, barb, cock,
      verga, chola, tail,
      porra, pito, mango,
      pilila, minga, cipote, carajo
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names
      the member virile
      tail, turnip, dick,
      cock, slack, cock,
      verga, chola, tail,
      cock, dick, handle,
      dilila, minga, cipote, carajo
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names
      the virile memberOur language is very rich
      our vocabulary is very extensive and
      the same object on several occasions
      has various names
      but without a doubt
      the one that has the most names
      is the phallus
      the penis
      tail, turnip, dick,
      cock, slack, cock,
      verga, chola, tail,
      cock, dick, handle,
      dilila, minga, cipote, carajo
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names
      the virile member
      there are short ones
      there are long ones
      there are fat ones,
      and thin ones
      there are white ones
      and brown ones
      there are pretty ones
      and ugly ones
      but with these differences
      the name has nothing to do
      everyone calls it what wants
      tail, turnip, dick,
      cock, cock,
      dick, ass,
      cock, dick, handle,
      dick, ass, dick, ass, dick, ass
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names
      the virile member
      tail, turnip, dick,
      cock, cock,
      dick, cock,
      dick, ass,
      cock, dick, handle,
      dick, ass, dick, ass
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names,
      has a thousand names
      the virile member

      I had a brief interaction with him this past summer. I was walking my dog on the beach and passed a house that he must’ve been renting for vacation

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        byu/FrozenUp7274 from discussion
        innfl
        I had a brief interaction with him this past summer. I was walking my dog on the beach and passed a house that he must’ve been renting for vacation. He was screaming on the phone to someone, possible Ayuik’s agent, and in the middle we made eye contact. He mouthed “these motherfuckers” and I yelled go niners even tho I’m a chargers fan. He did not seem like the kinda guy I’d want yelling in my face. 
        I had a brief interaction with Kelvin Benjamin this past summer. I was walking my dog on the beach and passed a Golden Corral that must’ve opened recently. Kelvin was screaming on the phone to someone, possibly the Golden Corral regional manager, and in the middle we made eye contact. He mouthed “these skinny motherfuckers can't cook” and I yelled all-you-can-eat even tho I’m on a diet. He did not seem like the kinda guy I’d want to be upset about my cooking. 

        idc if ur straight. i love straight people. i have a straight cousin. i just don’t want to see it in the books I read.

          Okay, look. I love straight people. My best friend’s neighbor’s sister is straight, so don’t come at me like I’m some heterophobe or whatever. Some of my favorite characters are straight (Captain America? Iconic. He’s so brave for being openly heterosexual in this climate).
          
          BUT, like… why y’all gotta make everything about being straight? Every damn book, movie, video game… it’s like, kiss kiss*—“Oh no, Becky, you complete me, Brad.” Like, girl, I get it, y’all wanna hold hands and make babies and do missionary every Thursday night before 9 PM. We get it, I swear! But damn, does the plot need to revolve around Chad’s desire to put a ring on Jessica’s finger while she wears a floral sundress and they sip lattes on a date? Is that really pushing the story forward? I came for the zombies, and y’all giving me a Hallmark wedding special.
          
          And don’t even get me started on the kissing. The constant kissing. Like, can we have ONE damn fight scene without two straight people almost dying but then deciding NOW, in the middle of war, is the perfect time to “prove their love” through lip-locking? The world is burning down and y’all over here playing tongue twister because straight love conquers all. Meanwhile, the villain is literally recharging his powers with heteronormative PDA energy.
          
          Look, I’m not saying straight people shouldn’t exist in fiction—I’m just asking for, you know, some subtlety? Like, could Chad be straight without needing to shout it from the mountaintops? Does Janet really need to tell her coworker for the 50th time how “the right man” will come around? Straight people always acting like their sexual orientation is a plot point. We’re just here for the dragon slaying, and suddenly the protagonist is dropping hints like “oh, by the way, I’m super into boobs.” Bro, WHO ASKED? Where’s the story justification?!
          
          Just keep it private, you know? Like, idk, let Chad be straight in his own damn living room. Why do we have to see it? Straight marriage? Okay, fine, but why bring it into every conversation? Can’t they just live happily ever after in the background? Why y’all making everything about straight love like it’s revolutionary?
          
          I mean, it’s 2024. No one’s mad that you’re straight; we just don’t wanna see it. Save it for the bedroom. Or better yet, save it for your suburban cul-de-sac BBQ where y’all can discuss mortgage rates and baby showers while pretending The Notebook is peak cinema. 😒 

          Rabies

            Rabies. It's exceptionally common, but people just don't run into the animals that carry it often. Skunks especially, and bats.
            
            Let me paint you a picture.
            
            You go camping, and at midday you decide to take a nap in a nice little hammock. While sleeping, a tiny brown bat, in the "rage" stages of infection is fidgeting in broad daylight, uncomfortable, and thirsty (due to the hydrophobia) and you snort, startling him. He goes into attack mode.
            
            Except you're asleep, and he's a little brown bat, so weighs around 6 grams. You don't even feel him land on your bare knee, and he starts to bite. His teeth are tiny. Hardly enough to even break the skin, but he does manage to give you the equivalent of a tiny scrape that goes completely unnoticed.
            
            Rabies does not travel in your blood. In fact, a blood test won't even tell you if you've got it. (Antibody tests may be done, but are useless if you've ever been vaccinated.)
            
            You wake up, none the wiser. If you notice anything at the bite site at all, you assume you just lightly scraped it on something.
            
            The bomb has been lit, and your nervous system is the wick. The rabies will multiply along your nervous system, doing virtually no damage, and completely undetectable. You literally have NO symptoms.
            
            It may be four days, it may be a year, but the camping trip is most likely long forgotten. Then one day your back starts to ache... Or maybe you get a slight headache?
            
            At this point, you're already dead. There is no cure.
            
            (The sole caveat to this is the Milwaukee Protocol, which leaves most patients dead anyway, and the survivors mentally disabled, and is seldom done).
            
            There's no treatment. It has a 100% kill rate.
            
            Absorb that. Not a single other virus on the planet has a 100% kill rate. Only rabies. And once you're symptomatic, it's over. You're dead.
            
            So what does that look like?
            
            Your headache turns into a fever, and a general feeling of being unwell. You're fidgety. Uncomfortable. And scared. As the virus that has taken its time getting into your brain finds a vast network of nerve endings, it begins to rapidly reproduce, starting at the base of your brain... Where your "pons" is located. This is the part of the brain that controls communication between the rest of the brain and body, as well as sleep cycles.
            
            Next you become anxious. You still think you have only a mild fever, but suddenly you find yourself becoming scared, even horrified, and it doesn't occur to you that you don't know why. This is because the rabies is chewing up your amygdala.
            
            As your cerebellum becomes hot with the virus, you begin to lose muscle coordination, and balance. You think maybe it's a good idea to go to the doctor now, but assuming a doctor is smart enough to even run the tests necessary in the few days you have left on the planet, odds are they'll only be able to tell your loved ones what you died of later.
            
            You're twitchy, shaking, and scared. You have the normal fear of not knowing what's going on, but with the virus really fucking the amygdala this is amplified a hundred fold. It's around this time the hydrophobia starts.
            
            You're horribly thirsty, you just want water. But you can't drink. Every time you do, your throat clamps shut and you vomit. This has become a legitimate, active fear of water. You're thirsty, but looking at a glass of water begins to make you gag, and shy back in fear. The contradiction is hard for your hot brain to see at this point. By now, the doctors will have to put you on IVs to keep you hydrated, but even that's futile. You were dead the second you had a headache.
            
            You begin hearing things, or not hearing at all as your thalamus goes. You taste sounds, you see smells, everything starts feeling like the most horrifying acid trip anyone has ever been on. With your hippocampus long under attack, you're having trouble remembering things, especially family.
            
            You're alone, hallucinating, thirsty, confused, and absolutely, undeniably terrified. Everything scares the literal shit out of you at this point. These strange people in lab coats. These strange people standing around your bed crying, who keep trying to get you "drink something" and crying. And it's only been about a week since that little headache that you've completely forgotten. Time means nothing to you anymore. Funny enough, you now know how the bat felt when he bit you.
            
            Eventually, you slip into the "dumb rabies" phase. Your brain has started the process of shutting down. Too much of it has been turned to liquid virus. Your face droops. You drool. You're all but unaware of what's around you. A sudden noise or light might startle you, but for the most part, it's all you can do to just stare at the ground. You haven't really slept for about 72 hours.
            
            Then you die. Always, you die.
            
            And there's not one... fucking... thing... anyone can do for you.
            
            Then there's the question of what to do with your corpse. I mean, sure, burying it is the right thing to do. But the fucking virus can survive in a corpse for years. You could kill every rabid animal on the planet today, and if two years from now, some moist, preserved, rotten hunk of used-to-be brain gets eaten by an animal, it starts all over.
            
            So yeah, rabies scares the shit out of me. And it's fucking EVERYWHERE. (Source: Spent a lot of time working with rabies. Would still get my vaccinations if I could afford them.)

            For the love of all that is holy please add easings to your camera controls.

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              byu/_Rainn_ from discussion
              ingeometrydash

              Created by u/Coinvessel, its a comment meant to highlight the overuse of camera controls by level designers in Geometry Dash.

              For the love of all that is holy please add easings to your camera controls. You don't know how big of a difference selecting "ease in and out" for an easing makes for really anything. I also agree with u/AI_Rapee's comment where just adding camera controls and effects doesn't make it a 2.2 version. A 2.2 version would be a complete modernization of the gameplay, with new gamemodes, orbs, and other mechanics, and the camera controls and effects would be an afterthought. The main reason why people were afraid for 2.2 was because of how easily camera controls and effects could ruin a level, like this post for example. They should be used sparingly to only enhance the visuals of the level and never affect the playability of the level. If you really want to make a 2.2 version of bloodbath, I'd recommend starting from scratch and really focusing on making the gameplay as fun as possible