Million dollar idea: Average people like to have sex, right?
So, I figure a dating site that only allowed average looking, heck, even below average looking people to pair up would be a huge success. I mean, it’s most people. Everyone would have someone. Having someone can be a cool thing. And once you’re mid-fuck, no one’s really that aware of a bodyfat roll or stretch mark.
Normal looking people would get all the sex they wanted. Their self-confidence would soar making them irresistible to the gorgeous. This is the tough part: Shunning the hot.
Shunning the hot would be key. Fuck the hot. Seriously. Where were they when we needed them? Yes. With other hot people. Now, they would be scheming to get in on our thing. They’d be trying to get on the site by photoshopping receding hairlines into their avis or trying to make their perfect breasts appear nonexistent. Vigilance would be key.
Matthew….Uncle George Vavrek here….As one who has devoted his life to studying the Bible and Christianity and whose life is directed by the teachings of Jesus found in the Bible, I found the article you cited regarding the “Invention…
It was a scoll-based game of ‘Telephone’ until the Guttenberg press invented in 1439 became widely available around 1500. This was excellent. Thanks for posting.
I like it when you reblog. I can’t follow everyone even though it seems like I do. Generally, if I follow you it’s because I like you and/or I find you interesting and/or I want to lick you. So, based on that, if you find something interesting and reblog it, that’s great. I’ve found some great stuff and great people via reblogs.
Ditto with your crushlists. And I like your GPOYs and videos. Yeah, some memes get tiresome but I try to pump up my big boy coping skills and scroll on. If you don’t like something, give it a try. Scroll on~
Yeah. There are probably a few people here I’d like to lick in a completely non-creepy way. Even so, it would lead to awkwardness so the only way I’d do it is if I licked all 500 of you so the few would not know for sure that they were the few. Even so, it might get creepy. I don’t think I’m creepy but sometimes the creepy guy is the last to know that he’s the creepy guy. A creepy guy who thought he wasn’t a creepy guy told me that once.
When I was in college, I worked at Macy’s in the furniture department. A guy came in and almost whispered to me that his wife sent him in to look at ‘sexual sofas’. I asked him to repeat it and he was really embarrassed. I told him he could do whatever he wanted on the sofa after he bought it but I wasn’t sure what he meant. Then it dawned on me. I said, “Are you sure she didn’t say ‘sectional sofas?’” He then turned and practically sprinted out of the store so I’m guessing that’s what he was looking for.
Also at Macys while working in the Men’s Suits department, a very rude customer told me that he spent more at the store in a month than I made in a year. I didn’t react other than to take a business card and circle my name. I told him to take that card and to go upstairs to customer service and ask for Janet Summers, the store manager. Give her the card and let her know that this person was rude to you. He stormed off and I figured I’d get fired maybe but I’d worked there for 4 years. A few minutes later, Jan came down and hugged me and asked me if I was all right. Four years of being recognized for great service at the store was all worth it in order to cash it in on that one guy.
In college, I was in the dorm playing the guitar and harmonica and there was a knock at the door. I was sure it was someone telling me keep it down. It was a girl down the hall. She asked if she could listen and I said sure. After a while, she said, “I would fuck you in a minute.” I said yeah but you’re practically engaged to Jeff and he’s a muscular cokehead and this has misery written all over it but thanks so much because it’s really cool of you to say that. The next day, Jeff came up to me and said that the girl broke up with him because she wanted me and he shook my hand and wished us luck and was amazingly calm about it. Right about then, the girl came walking by and I told them they had to work some stuff out that didn’t have anything to do with me. And we never mentioned it again ever. Like it never happened. It was an odd and educational moment in human psychology for me.
I agree this is a useful tool that helps tumblr function better.
Don’t use this as an opportunity to lambaste tumblr for it. Last i checked, I can use this site without ads popping up and not have to pay for it. These guys work hard on this site too.
The reason they don’t charge is because they can’t. If they could, they would. They make or will make money in other ways. Lots and lots of it. It’s why they do it. I agree with you on principal. If they took the missing e stuff and incorported it, that would be great. But let’s not get get wrapped up in the idea that they’re doing charity work. I’m sure they have a running calculation in their heads regarding a buyout or an IPO.
“Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. there is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.”—Henry Miller (via skeletales)
Starting my iTunes over on the new MacBook. Almost all of my music is from CDs I load into iTunes. I’ve purchased very little. Some of my older music is stuff I’ve purchased a dozen times in my life and I’m not throwing another 99 cents in front of the altar of the music gods. So, this is limited to the 500 songs loaded so far and they’re random. They’re whatever CDs I grab out of some boxes in the garage.
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Who loves you more than me? Nobody. But I kinda disagree. I won’t have a gun in my house. I could not live with myself if someone I love were shot with my own gun in an act of rage or accidentally. I realize that my vast wealth, including my Partridge Family lunchbox collection, is at stake but I choose to live with that. A lot of my friends have them and I’m fine with that. I just don’t want the mental overhead. Why yes, I am a native Californian.
I am putting a Rage Party sign in my lawn however so people will know that I probably am armed, pissed off and won’t put up with their bullshit.
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If you drive drunk I will personally kick you personal ass. It may take a while but I’ll get to you.
Everyone has a heart. Not everyone’s heart is genuine. It takes a special individual to be truly sincere. To give without gain. To love without expectation. To care without limit. To accept without a second thought. To trust without hesitation. To take a chance without fear. Those people are rare….