before the Alabama comes in, no i don’t like her, no i don’t fantasise about her, no i don’t watch that weird ass stepsister shit. to put it plain and simple, she is pretty. that’s all, nothing else.
so basically here in the uk it’s like 12:30 am and i was lying down on the couch at my stepmums house. i went to go get a drink from the kitchen and didn’t even notice the light was on cos i have a habit of forgetting to turn them off so i assumed i accidentally left it on. as soon as i enter i see her at the table, too poor for clothes eating Cheerios while staring at her phone. i looked away obviously, but it being the middle of the night i couldn’t be loud. so basically i was whispering to her to try and tell her to go upstairs and put some clothes on. but of course she didn’t hear, so i had to look up a couple times to make sure she heard.
once she saw me, she stared for like a second with the most blank face and then got up and left
it was fucking weird
edit: fuck off guys can you please stop jesus im not attracted to her
edit 2: You guys are sick fucks. She’s my stepsister for fucks sake, why exactly would I be attracted to her? I had to change hot to pretty despite the fact that I said that I’m not attracted to her in the slightest. So i can say that girls on the street are hot, but suddenly if they are my stepsister then she’s suddenly ugly and I’m not allowed to say that? I fucking get that it sound weird but stop saying that I am the one in the wrong here when you are seeing a compliment to someone and lewding it to shit.
NEWGROUNDS WAS FUNNY WHEN WE WERE ALL 12 LIVING IN THE SUBURBS LISTENING TO LINKIN PARK WATCHING DRAGONBALL Z DRINKING PEPSI WHILE PLAYING HALO CO-OP ON THE EASIEST SETTING DURING WHICH WE CONSUMED DORITOS AND LOOKED AT PAINTBALL GUNS ON EBAY IN INTERNET EXPLORER CONNECTED THROUGH AOL ON A 56K MODEM BEFORE HOPPING INTO OUR BALDING FATHERS' LATEST MIDLIFE-CRISIS-IMPULSE-SPONSORED JAPANESE-BUILT SUV TO HEAD TO THE MALL AND GET MORE SKATEBOARDING SHOES AND THIRD-RATE IRREGULAR LEVIS AND MOUNTAIN BIKE PARTS BEFORE HEADING HOME, VOTING DEMOCRAT AND MASTURBATING TO THE LATEST SEARS CATALOG WHILE HUFFING PAINT IN YOUR GARAGE BEFORE TALKING TO PEDOPHILES ON AIM PRETENDING TO BE WHATEVER CAMWHORE THEY'RE RANTING ABOUT ON MYSPACE WITH A MATRIX QUOTE/ANIME CHARACTER NAME/TRIPLE SIX-ASTERISK-PARENTHESES-SURROUNDED SCREENNAME BEFORE HEADING TO YOUR SUPPOSED "GOOD SCHOOL" IN THE MORNING TO BUY MORE POT TO SMOKE DURING YOUR COUNTER-STRIKE LAN PARTY WITH JIMMY AND THE REST OF HIS FRIENDS TAKING RITALIN AND ADDERALL AND PROZAC EIGHT TIMES A DAY BEFORE TAKING A CASUAL PASS AT LOCAL, STATE OR NATIONAL GOVERNMENTAL FIGURES, LEGISLATURE, OR STRUCTURE TO APPEAR EDGY AND INTELLIGENT IN FRONT OF YOUR BUDWEISER-SNEAKING, LIMP-WRISTED, NEAR-TO-COLUMBINE SOCIOPATHIC "DEEP" FRIENDS WHO PLAY THE VICTIM WHEN THEY START LOSING ARGUMENTS SIX DAYS BEFORE THEIR BOTCHED SUICIDE ATTEMPT SIMPLY BECAUSE SCHOOL TRAMP NUMBER TWELVE WOULDN'T GO UNDER THE BLEACHERS WITH THEM TO LET THEM GET TO SECOND BASE BEFORE THEIR THIRTEENTH BIRTHDAY.
"touch grass" is not an insult towards gamers, rather it is advice for them. When participating in intense periods of gaming, the human hand has a tendency to get sweaty. The sweat causes the hand to become slick, and it b becomes more difficult to retain a grip on the gamers gaming mouse, thus making it more difficult to perform well in intense gaming moments. By touching grass with the gamers hand, the grass will impart a layer of particulate onto the gamers hand, the particulate can be made of a variety of dusts, dirts and other natural matter. This particulate will then act in a similar form to climbers chalk, absorbing the sweat and drying out the gamers hand. With dry hands, the gamer can now perform to their maximum when gaming. This is why when an enemy or teammate tells you to touch grass, they are simply trying to assist you in performing better.
Yes obviously she's a ghost so of course it's not possible to fuck her, but I want her to flirt with me, like she did with Harry in The Goblet Of Fire when he had a bath with her. I mean, could you imagine how sexually frustrated she must have been? Being in that bathroom for god knows how many years, not being able to get any dick? She obviously wanted Harry's big fat cock inside of her tight ghost pussy. Everyday I jerk imagining how she would start flirting with me in the bath and I'd show her my big hard cock and start jerking off with her while she rubs her wet ghost pussy. As she gets near her climax she'd moan "Please, cum on my face!" And I'd stand up and shoot my load at her face, which would obviously go through her head because she's a ghost but just the sight of it would give her the greatest orgasm she's ever experienced. This would be our little secret, we would be in a forbidden living/ghost relationship. Never being able to touch one another but still give each other great sexual pleasure. God I want to fuck Moaning Myrtle so bad.
You know it isn't "Legos". You've had FUCKING YEARS to adjust to the actual, correct way to say the term. It's Lego. Lego bricks, Lego sets, Lego kits, Lego mini-figures, Lego City.
There are no such things as "Legos". They don't exist. "Lego" refers to the COMPANY THAT MAKES THE TOY, and thus the shortening Lego is acceptable. Saying "I'm playing with my Lego" works because it's referring to the sets themselves: The individuals aspects that make of the toy from the bricks to the mini-figures to the electronics to the other little parts. It isn't claiming that the fucking square bricks are each a Lego. THE ENTIRE THING IS. If you were to say "I'm playing with my Legos" that implies that you're playing with at least two different types of Lego set at once, i.e. Lego City and Bionicle.
Still saying LEGOS after all these years makes you look like an assclown. Here in Europe, the continent responsible for this toy (no, it wasn't made by America, no matter how much your capitalistic toy industry wants you to think), you'd be laughed out of the room if you said that.
