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shan/beep--any pronouns--queer--30 // Ao3 & Ko-fi

wearing my sometimes the shit breaks you shirt and i was in the back alley this morning and this little old lady was walking her 3 shih tzus and she told me she liked my shirt

people don’t remember this but in the early 2000s white brunettes and white blondes were treated as something even deeper than different races- they were seen as like animals of two different species locked in a never ending battle for dominance. they were like yin and yang- the blonde was pathos and the brunette logos. it was truly something to behold.

I used to have a shirt that said "blondes have more fun" that I wore while brunette and when random men would say "You're not blonde" I'd reply "I'm also not having much fun"

admittedly that's a very logos thing to do

today i rang up a customer at work for $13.36 and i said with such genuine cheer "uh-oh! two years before the plague hit England, if anyone cares!" and i watched the customer's eyes as they were clearly taken aback and then tried to pretend to be interested at all. they made such a valiant effort. they were like I don't wanna damper this guy's plague enthusiasm. They said, very awkwardly, "haha, uh-oh!"

When I was a little boy, girls used to just do random cartwheels for no reason. Then one day, they stopped. Now that I am a man, no women randomly do cartwheels. This is because society is evil and killed the cartwheel impulse in their soul. They don't even spin horizontally anymore. It's fucked up.