hungryphrog @ hungryphrog @lemmy.blahaj.zone

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Hey, by the way "hermaphrodite" is considered a slur, as it has a long history of being associated with horrific abuse of people with genitalia that isn't considered 'normal'. So in the future, I'd recommend using the term intersex.

But Kinder eggs are going too far for Americans, it seems.

Good idea, probably saves a lot of money too! Any tips or tricks for beginners?

Fecal what? Fecal mama? Fecal manners? Fecal Madonna?

I don't understand how you people can go outside without a bag, let alone an extra bag inside it. How can you just go places with no inventory slots???

Congratulations. You have invented the jacket.

That must be either a very small princess or a very large ass.

Does anyone know why I can't report the dms? I just got one and it said "couldn't create report". The user wasn't banned yet, I checked the profile.

How about we try to find a food for every poop color? We could make a huge colorful painting and call it 50 Shades of Shit

Always happy to yap share information!

I remember when once I ate a ton of red bell peppers and got jumpscared when my shit was red. I think the color was like this:

Historically speaking, in a lot of societies a slave had little to no rights. You were another person's property, in the worst case you had as much rights as a table, and everyone saw that as completely normal.

I'll talk a bit about the Romans. The position of a slave varied a whole lot between different cultures, eras, and states, but I picked Rome because that's where I'm best versed in.

So. If you were one of the lucky few, you could have a fairly good position, like a teacher or a secretary, if you were an educated man. In the worst case you could be mining in unspeakably horrid working conditions, and die very early from disease/malnutrition/injury/abuse or whatever.

Still, no matter what work you did, you were completely vulnerable to your master's whims. He could kill you with no consequences. (IIRC later someone, maybe Claudius, made it illegal to kill a slave for no good reason. One can only ask what they considered a good reason.) You could get whipped. In addition to not getting to choose where you worked, you couldn't choose where you lived either. You couldn't get married. You couldn't own property because you were property yourself.

So, even if you now got forced to work X job, you'd still have so many rights. Your boss can't chain you to your table or whatever and beat the living shit out of you if they feel like it. (yet)

Phew. I've felt dreadful looking into my inbox lately, because I really don't want to see the gore image.

I wonder if we could get an option in account settings to restrict who can DM you. Like the options could be everyone, nobody, and a setting where someone can send you a request but not any images unless you accept the request. I think that this would be a good feature if this kind of spam gets more common, and prevent things like unsolicted nudes or gore.

Just reading this gave me an orgasm, I'm so wet I'm starting to grow gills.

lung cancer speedrun any%

Sounds alot like you could be some flavor of aro.

Have you considered that you may be on the aromantic spectrum? To me it sounds like despite experiencing sexual attraction, you feel little to no romantic attraction.

What a touching song about her difficult life! It must be very hard when your private jet is 0.02 seconds late!

Ei kovin usein, mutta kyllä välillä. Yhessä unessa taisin heittää jollain kivellä venäläistä tankkia, joka ajoi kotikadulla. Se tais olla vuos pari sitten.

Nyt mulla on sääntönä että saan lukea uutisia vaan kerran aamulla, paitsi jos on oikeesti hyvä syy (esim. jotain tapahtunut jossain lähellä). Suosittelen tarkkailemaan omaa somen käyttöä ja uutisten lukemista. Auttaa kanssa jos käy ulkona ja/tai on joku harrastus.

Yks asia jonka oon huomannu oudosti rauhottavan, on se että on kotona pakkaus jossa on kaikenlaista mitä tarvittee (kuuklaa go bag jos kiinnostaa), ihan vaan varmuuden varalta.

Why does this kinda read like a song or a poem?