Verification codes and bank notifications.

All of mine are cat facts.

Verification codes and bank notifications.

Same, but that's because I use WhatsApp and Facebook for communication.

Maybe you should get some real friends, nerd

Maybe you should get some real friends, nerd

But then you have to do things like *cringe* hang out, or go grab drinks with them. That takes time away from more meaningful things, like arguing about which obscure town Fallout 5 should be set in, or masturbating to animated porn gifs in which all the faces have been cleverly replaced with Aubrey Plaza's.

@Vilageidiotx My standards of friendship are low, and I am more than willing to accept late-night Facebook discussions about what motivates proctologists.

We came to the conclusion that because of the undesirable nature of constantly fingering people's unwashed anusholes, the type of medical students going into that field are likely either altruistically motivated or think they can make better money by being the only one in that niche.

I'd like to imagine it is a numbers game. Like, when you think about it, being able to say you have convinced X number of people to allow your finger in their ass is sort of impressive, kinda.

It's like flying aces during the World Wars. They probably have some way of marking how many holes they have fingered. Like, a tally on the sweater vest they wear to conventions.

I'd like to imagine it is a numbers game. Like, when you think about it, being able to say you have convinced X number of people to allow your finger in their ass is sort of impressive, kinda.

It's like flying aces during the World Wars. They probably have some way of marking how many holes they have fingered. Like, a tally on the sweater vest they were to conventions.

I have considerable real-life experience with proctologists and I can say their tallying is much more forward. The meaning of this is of course considerably changed as I know that the science of proctology is really a zionist-myth expounded by Syriac-Russians. What's really going on are the gypsies take in visitors complaining of ass hurt and put them under sedation. They then proceed to violate the stoned ass with as much random junk they can find.

I happened to have to deliver a box of hardware to such an office where I witnessed a giant blackboard where the 'doctors' were keeping a count of daily ass violated with bold, neon, glow-in-the-dark chalk. Upon finishing I was shanghai'd and lost consciousnesses.

I suspect they jammed a Wii-mote so far up my ass my Wii calls me honey-boo and asks if I want a sandwich every time I come home. However it suspects I'm seeing other systems as it watches me disappear into my room. It's currently trying to file for divorce and Gamecube custody on the argument that, "I haven't filled her needs by turning her on".

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Same, but that's because I use WhatsApp and Facebook for communication.

M-me too

Nobody texts me.