the products start blowing up even more than usual.

yeah i’ve been watching starship launches too

I wish I had the whole story, but Gramps divorced Grandma and moved to San Francisco. Joined a band. Did a little drag. Found a wonderful partner we all knew as Uncle [Harvis] and they were together forty years before Gramps passed (cancer. None of the polycule were HIV+ through some “small” miracle). When I was in high school Gramps came out, and we were all “thank you for trusting us enough to share this with us, but like we kinda figured what with you only having one bed” Then they added a clown (who was also an excellent cook, not using clown as an pejorative here) to the relationship. And then a failed businessman who got eaten by Amway. And then a former preacher. I had seven grandpas when Gramps finally passed and I was 15 before I realized my family was unusual.

I don’t tell my other two (cishet. Feels kinda weird that I have to specify but the other 5 are not) grandpas, but the ones in the polycule have always been my favorite, especially Gramps. They knew healthy ways to feed my transgressivosity gland. My favorite holidays growing up were the ones we spent at their house, even though they didn’t have all the fancy toys. No, they gave attention and treated like real (though little) human beings without fail. Actually listened to the words coming out of our mouths instead of tuning us out.

So I get you were probably hoping for a different perspective, but I think they had a great relationship and they helped me figure out how to be a good spouse by mere example.

I want to photoshop an anime dude losing a sword fight right under the focus of those banners.

The answer to all three of your questions is “Gary”

Hey, don’t forget those of us who like to complain for complaining’s sake. My poor aching scarf.

On a frequency from 1/sec to 10/sec, how bad does it hert? I’m working on becoming a worse righter.

Have you seen that one with the zombie vampire robots whose chains rattle whenever they walk? I can’t remember the name but yeah. Like that one.

Heh. Watching one by myself, one with the wife.

The musicians I know who aren’t closet nerds are vocal nerds. We, uh, had to do something with all that time alone

We took my (then 8-12 years old it’s been a minute) cousin to the zoo. He loved the ape house. He started imitating, aping, these chimpanzees. I think they were chimps. Really dark fur, the right size. Anyways it was cute at first that finally an animal was awake and even better interacting with us. Then I noticed Chimpo doing the battle sway. Tried to get cousin to move to the next exhibit, and he didn’t want to until Chimpo slammed into the glass like an angry gorilla. That shot must’ve moved like 3 inches, and that was fuckthick glass. Angry chimps are less fun, especially when they’re angry at you and want to drink your eye juices.

I rather enjoyed the song

Ram Ranch

Wait, I heard one dude took his socks off doesn’t that cancel no homo?

BIsexualGOaTFEST?

I stuck a magnet up his butt and now his rotation powers a small bitcoin farm.

I mean normally, I say if they communicated the message then they did all write even if they misspeeled a word or two. The juxtaposition of this makes the ironing so delicious though.

I dunno dude. Seems you wouldn’t be getting this upset if my original comment weren’t right on the mark. Also, you too ≠ you first.

oh dude you’re not the only one

Fangirl: ^{let me get my saddle}