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To what extent people regard peeing in the pool as taboo seems to be completely variable with all points between “it’s fine to everyone does it, just go” and “no, that’s gross, never pee in a pool”, and if this girl is at “it’s fine but some people are touchy about it especially if you pee right next to someone”, well, that makes sense.

Not nice? Your description of peeing in your swimsuit sounds absolutely delightful, and I can report that peeing inside swimming trunks with a cock feels similar. My mum still believes that only young kids pee in pools, and very much did not encourage me or sis to do so, but I’ve had a few conversions in real life with people who are fine with it (“At this pool the toilets are far away on the other side (points), I’m just going to wait until I’m in the water then wee there”). When I discovered people did I was fascinated like oh, wow, you can do that? People do that? Pool peeing was pret

There’s some people round here who’d like to see that, and happily swim in the water you had, uh, contributed to.

I do think people worry about harm, though, and also about consent. A voyeur - classically - looks without asking permission, an exhibitionists exposes himself without permission. The idea that sex workers have consented to doing sex work may be undermined by addiction or trafficking. The oddity with all this is that vanilla penis-in-vagina sex is a good way to end up pregnant, and also quite a good way to spread diseases, and most kinks present neither of those hazards

It’s an irregular verb: I’m normal, she’s kinky, they’re perverts 😉

The Monty Python sketch is about being served spam - the food - with everything (traditional British customer service, that). As I understand it, internet spam was named after the Python sketch because you get spam whether you like it or not. (“Spam fritters” turn up in WW2 nostalgia in UK, so the contribution of spam to feeding the nation under siege is not forgotten)

Well, on this very site we have a wide variety of porn, and also people slinging wild allegations at their political opponents, so all we need is some sick memes and I’d say we were much of the way towards recreating tumblr

Thank you ☺️ Any requests? (I don’t think I’ll be able to do carpet, but other places I may be able to attempt...)

Futa are catnip for pan folk #cryptic

The home cooked meal is better, but some people insist on using blunt knives or grinding coffee beans with a grinder with a hand crank and my attitude to both is broadly: bugger that for a game of soldiers I should borrow/rent an mx5 (“miata”, in US English) and try not to die embarrassingly with it on country lanes. For research purposes. So I have an informed opinion, right? 🙃 I’m not taking any of you lot for a joy ride, you’d piss in it 😉

Well that escalated quickly 🙃

Small festivals sometimes have “straw bale urinals” which aren’t exactly urinals as such but the straw absorbs the liquid, prevents smell, then rots to rich compost.

I know, right? 😊 I think the world could cope with you pissing more brazenly

You bad girl, pissing where someone else has to clean up after you 🥰

Oh, my god. That’s horrible, doing what he did.

I don’t think that’s something you need to feel ashamed of

(Imagines an eggplant floating into the sky like a bijoux zeppelin) Beautiful prose but I have no idea what is happening #philistine

In bad traffic, clutch masters YOU

You can leave your hat on

Well @speedy3471 you wouldn’t want to let a girl down, would you?

In Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s “Kubla Khan”, the ground... ejaculates?? And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, A mighty fountain momently was forced: Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher’s flail: And mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river.

Playing jazz to cows

Nice work, everyone, we got another one 🤗

Ow ow ow ow nope “Honey, why is there a tablespoon in the bedroom?” ”uh, no reason, it’s just there”