I remember that day like it was yesterday.
You looked so fresh and young, standing there in a new cardigan - cabled, well made - with a big smile and brimming with high hopes and your steamer trunk labeled, "Selective Outrage." You had no idea, but as you headed down the gang plank, I passed you incognito and followed closely, quietly hawking loogies on your sweater.
That was first blood.
There wasn't any malice in it. I was just honoring and maintaining my "first blood" dibbs from 1972.
When you complain, ur friends roll their eyes and ur enemies rejoice
"Because I SAY I am" is a todler's tantrum, not "science"
You cannot betray me - only yourself, to me.
Who cuts off your dick is not a friend
An opinion you won't defend is not your own
Humanity's Law of the Jungle: Survival NOT of the fittest, but of the tribe
When peeing in the pool, stand on the edge
If gender is not sex, why should a gender claim change what sex you shower with?