Previously thefartographer@lemm.ee
They weren’t even untrustworthy farts. Both times, it was suddenly waking to the realization that I’m about to have diarrhea. Remembering that I’ve left no buffers for mistakes, I overexerted myself while trying to get out of bed. Thus begins the poo stew stream of shame.
I just put notices on their tiny doorway that says I’m raising rent. Sure, I’m never gonna actually collect rent, but they’re too stupid to know that.
You deserve this
Damn right they deserve to be free from that kind of personality
I’ve said it on here before, and I’ll say it again: all both of the times in the past decade-ish that I’ve been naked to bed, I shot diarrhea across the bed. I’m not taking that risk anymore.
“Congratulations on your annual reminder that the organized internet has been both your downfall and your salvation.”
Those are the real terrorism devices
You just wait until I get seated upright properly, and then catch my breath. I’m gonna curse at you sooooo hard
I walk away without looking so that I’ll seem really cool if it explodes
That ninja fight, and reverse tree jump were highly influential on me as a kid. It was the first time that I comprehended that putting one video clip quickly after another video clip lets to invent a narrative that the person watching just gets and you don’t need to add story elements explaining the edit. Then, flying up into the tree??? I think that video alone is what jumpstarted my interest in film, photography, and editing.
I find feet horrifying and disgusting. I think I’ve seen maybe 3 pairs of feet in my life that didn’t trigger me. When I was younger, I fantasized about having my own feet replaced with wooden blocks. I don’t hate feet, I simply cannot stand the sight of them.
That being said, I acknowledge that this is my own hangup, and judge not a single person for liking feet. It actually feels like my own deficiency that I’m so repulsed by feet. I get a similar feeling to when I see people enjoying escargot, and think about how I’ve only had negative experiences. I wish I could enjoy something as arguably disgusting as escargot as much as other people enjoy escargot.
I wish I could enjoy feet as much as other people do.
Where do I fall on the scale of hatred towards those with negative feelings toward feet?
I’m not just a hobbyist fartographer, I’m also licensed as a court fartographer. I’ll be listening closely to the two of you…