Blessed are the hearts that can bend
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- Oct 6, 2019
Then serve me a Big Mac, lover boy.
"Here's my friend, on the snackometer rating he falls between a hamburger and a saver snack-wrap."Then serve me a Big Mac, lover boy.
those faggots would never replace their arms with microwave lasers or turrets, we will be fine cog, I got this.People are still debating gender politics and here I am predicting the genetically enhanced and cybernetically augmented furry futas/traps taking over the world, making first generation transhumanists like me the the backwards closed-minded conservatives of the 22nd century.
I will use the furries mechanical advantage against them. The flames burning in my transhuman heart will destroy such degeneracy, with the quickness.
I got mistaken for trans-woman this week. By doctors and nurses. In a hospital. I have a full beard and no distinct feminine features whatsoever. True story. I hope I was at least hated with equality.
Y r u flirtin with me u fkn creep?
I know what you mean. I was friendly with religious homosexuals (didn't judge), bisexuals (didn't judge), and men who used to be women, back 25 years ago. Didn't make any difference to me, as I was raised that not being racist, sexist, etc, meant to treat everyone completely equally.I don't care what you wear, who you fuck or what you call yourself, as long as you don't berate me when I'm confused by your gender identity, slip up in conversation and use a pronoun you object to. Some of these people are so traumatized they bite your head off for nothing. I'm a sensitive guy, so I've learned to just avoid them. Pity, because the trans experience must give you a very interesting perspective. I'd love to chat if it didn't feel like playing russian roulette.