27 holes, 108 par and a whole lot of dick and balls.
This style reminds me of how my mind works when I’m drifting to sleep and thoughts/concepts start to meld in ways that they normally wouldn’t.
You can’t really fix it by making it illegal to be fat. But yes extreme obesity is an issue that should be tackled in many ways as it’s a symptom of so many other issues. Making food corporations accountable, mental health support, education, etc… and yeah I don’t think businesses should feel obligated to cater to 400lb+ people if it’s unsafe. Don’t airlines have weight limits? Anyway I don’t like the word “punished.” Fat peeps need help not punishment.
But old games would sometimes ask me to register the software to get free help and updates or whatever. And I had to click no thanks every time I installed one of those games. I thought it was suuuch a hassle.
High five, same. Except phone.
Plop the ham thusly, please
Yeah! Whatever it takes to get that ice cream in my mouth. Bite, lick, slurp, pick it off my shirt with my fingers, suck the remaining ice cream out of my shirt, whatever I need to do. Mostly bite it though. Little bit at a time.
They’d be cute if they didn’t weasel their way into storage sheds and shit and piss all over everything.