GunStarHero

The lack of swinging dick in this thread disappoints me. You're lucky I always keep meatspin open in another tab for just such emergencies.

I make these with spam from time to time:

Well at least you finally won something from that God forsaken crane game that has claimed so many of your checks before.

I only started doing it twice a day about a year ago. Close friend of mine is a bombshell of a woman and I asked her about her complexion and that was her advice. It's certainly working for me, though. I also don't rub it in much at all. Just take a small bead for my entire face, do some gentle spreading of the scrub, and let it sit for a minute then gently wash it off with a warm towel. I think some people go too hard with it or use too much which is why you often hear only use it twice a week. It can be rough on your skin if you rub it in deep and too often or if you use too much. Could also just be my skin requires my method, too.

Buncha red tape yuppies I say.

You whipper snappers don't appreciate the sacrifices we made during the slut wars!

St. Ives Apricot scrub twice a day and I wash my sheets and pillow cases twice a week. That's about it. Edit: oh and drinks lots of water.

Aye. Sheathed many a sword in those days, I did.

Oh I'm actually just dressed as a veteran slut, desperately clinging to my fading youth by wearing clothes marketed at woman half my age. Pigtails notwithstanding.

Powdery dollar store goodness in a bag, microwaved to perfection.

I never have that problem. Then again I make sure to threaten each sock that I will burn their partner if they go missing before doing laundry.

Replaying Saints Row 2 because it's backwards compatible now. And apparently the OG Star Wars Battlefront 2 is backwards compatible, as well. Naturally (and unfortunately) without the online play.

Eating whole shrimp be like:

Nabs your phone's storage is still full from the first picture. Clear those caches homie.

Fuck you if you're ashamed of liking that song.

You are most welcome! I study Japanese history in my spare time and love coming across this kind of story.

Wholehentai'dly agree.

In 1613, the British East India Company sent a trade ship called the Clove to Japan in the hopes of opening up trade with the country. While the more famous Williams Adams, whom had already been in Japan for a number of years, even acting as a delegate for the Tokugawa shogunate, made the deal possible, we're here to talk about Captain John Saris. This dude sailed across the sea, into a foreign country, and within the span of a year was able to open up trade with a xenophobic country that had only just united for the first in its history one decade earlier. He fucking did it. Beast moded that shit. He takes his happy ass back to Britain with numerous trinkets in tow, including sets of samurai armor that are still on display to this day. Why haven't you ever heard of this successful motherfucker? Upon his return, and after presenting the royal family with the gifts of the Far East, this legendary, nigh revolutionary motherfucker busts out his hentai collection (shunga) and wheels it around town. That's right. Despite doing his job, and absolutely nailing it in record time, he just could not sequester the urge to whip out those anime tiddies. Rumor has it he even showed it to the Queen. He was stripped of his command, disgraced from the navy, and ended up dying in squalor 30 years later, relatively unknown. His hentai stash was reportedly burned. Probably just the bad ones, though. Gotta save that good shit for later. As an added bonus, Captain Saris, upon arriving in Japan and being greeted by the local governing parties, invited them on board the Clove. However, he decided to take the lovely young ladies in the party down to his cabin. To show them his British porn collection. The women were absolutely disgusted and fled the ship immediately, Saris unable to ascertain why. Why did no one wanna see this juicy titties? This pioneer of porn collecting would never receive his answer. Additionally, he did not mention this to the royal family himself, but word would eventually reach Britain that he had turned down an offer to use a port that lead into Tokyo Bay for his operations, an offer the shogun himself had blessed him with. He instead opted for a port on the tip of Kyushu, worlds away from the Shogun and the capitol. God speed, you crazy hentai-loving bastard. Your tales of debauchery and OG porn collecting have lived on, clearly more important than the short-lived trade agreements between Japan and Britain in the 1600s. I like to think he got one last glance at a tentacle gang bang as he closed his eyes for the last time and faded into titty sprinkled stardust.

Yea but Tuxedo Mask got bitches. The Ronin Warriors were bitches.

Starting to think he's projecting his fantasies of a masculine, alpha-male lover. You know, like a Chad. To fuck him. In the asshole.