lamarghe73:

King Cheetah.

The king cheetah is a rare mutation of the cheetah characterized by a distinct fur pattern. The cause of this alternative coat pattern was found to be a mutation in the gene for transmembrane aminopeptidase Q, the same gene responsible for the striped ‘mackerel’  versus blotchy ‘classic’ patterning seen in tabby cats. The mutation is recessive and must be inherited from both parents for this pattern to appear, which is one reason why it is so rare.

I DID A REPORT ON THIS IN HIGH SCHOOL

HELL YEAH

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seriously-greys-anatomy:

bitchytbh:

Sometimes I get really angry because I can’t simultaneously watch a tv show and listen to music at the same time

I thought I was the only one with this issue.

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asker

Anonymous asked: Why do I get the feeling we might not get our store credit till months from now? well implying if we even get it...I don't think favoritism would apply to a survey...would it? o.O

damnaveragesheep:

cactus-wren-bd:

damnaveragesheep:

madnessinthemist:

I certainly hope not anon, because I’m going to need what help I can get with this stupid stunt they’re pulling with Moko and the others. Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if it did.

I got my store credit on the 29th.

I didn’t get an email, I just logged into my account and it was there.  Give that a shot.

Same here.


Let it stew for a while, probably.

I’m pretty fed up myself.  To the point where I’m stuck between wanting to sell literally half of my dick collection or just shove it in a box in a corner somewhere and not look at it - because I just can’t let things go.

ugh.

I don’t think I could take you selling half your collection honestly. Like, I have no right, influence, or say, but that would be hard to see happen.

I did get my credit though, actually. Not too long after I answered anon’s question (go figure). I checked and it was just there. It’ll come in handy, but I’m still not happy with what they’re doing and how they’re doing it.

This will probably be the only order I ever place begrudgingly.

sampreme:

i feel like i annoy literally everyone i talk to

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GIVEAWAY | Tantus Silk Large

tantus:

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Tweet, tag, win. Easy as (Silk) pie.

Check us out on Twitter.

Noooo, I don’t have twitter, but want.

gallifrey-feels:

thewintersoulja:

frappemako:

the-one-inside:

someottersmarryhedgehogs:

noiselesspatientspider:

iheartuniversecookies:

angelas-extrasandstuff:

I would like to share this beautiful passage with all of you, it’s long, but worth it. And I swear to god I didn’t alter any of this. 
….
Her long hair, still wet from the shower, had been combed down her back in a wet swath. Hilda was sitting on the floor, her round, wet boobs still wet from the shower’s water. She dried off the water with a towel, which then became wet.
Hilda gasped when she saw a reflection in her bedroom mirror: through the slightly open door, she caught a glimpse of the chiseled abs and square jaw of the mysterious stranger who shared her cabin. She stood and spun around, her breasts swinging heavily with the momentum. She grabbed the door and flung it open, revealing shirtless Torolf (which is seriously his name) quivering with desire in the hallway.
Torolf was ashamed at being caught, but his shame made him even hotter – hotter for sex. He stepped into the room, and his bulging abs accidentally smushed into Hilda’s rich chest.
As Hilda’s buttermilk bosoms squished up against his granite abs, Torolf almost had a dick aneurysm.“Hilda,” Torolf murmured thickly, his throbbing meat wand pressing against Hilda’s warm thighs. “There is a secret I need to not tell you: You are my forbidden desire.”
Hilda had been waiting to hear these words. Her heart was lifted on golden wings and soared toward a radiant sun of perfect joy. She saw herself and Torolf happy together, bathed in the golden light of love. Her snooch got all warm, too.
“Torolf,” Hilda moaned, her lush teats straining with desire. “I need you.”Torolf, coarse abs pulsing softly in the moonlight, stood silently.Hilda looked at him expectantly.“Oh, sorry,” she added. “Torolf, I need you – sexually.”
At hearing those beautiful words, Torolf flexed his rough-hewn abs and Hilda found herself being guided to her soft bed by the sheer force of Torolf’s undulating midsection. She parted her thighs in anticipation, exposing the soft pink petals of her clunge.
Torolf entered her like she was a lottery. His engorged pecker pushed inside her and she felt fulfilled with sexual fulfillment.
Hilda clutched at the bedsheets with lust and ecstasy and her hands. Her spongy love mountains hurled to and fro with each pounding. Her body was like a beautiful flower that was opening and somebody was pushing their dick inside it.
Then Torolf moaned, arched his back, and suffered from dick Parkinson’s. He pumped in all of his hot pearlescent sperms as Hilda spasmed with so many orgasms!
The two lay still for a moment as the stinky scent of lovemaking billowed around the room.Hilda got out of bed, still shimmering with orgasm. She glowed with contentment, like a cat who ate the cream of the crop.
She walked across the room and picked up her towel, still wet with shower water. “Torolf,” she said softly, “there’s something I have to tell you…”
But her bed was empty.
Torolf was gone, escaped out the bedroom window. In the distance, Hilda heard the fading sound of galloping abs.
….

DICK
ANEURYSM

GALLOPING ABS

Who told this lady she could write?

Why did she ever stop?

IT GETS WORSE THE FURTHER IN THE PASSAGE YOU GO OMG

i fukcing lost it at meat wand

sperms
plural

How was this published

gallifrey-feels:

thewintersoulja:

frappemako:

the-one-inside:

someottersmarryhedgehogs:

noiselesspatientspider:

iheartuniversecookies:

angelas-extrasandstuff:

I would like to share this beautiful passage with all of you, it’s long, but worth it. And I swear to god I didn’t alter any of this. 

….

Her long hair, still wet from the shower, had been combed down her back in a wet swath. Hilda was sitting on the floor, her round, wet boobs still wet from the shower’s water. She dried off the water with a towel, which then became wet.

Hilda gasped when she saw a reflection in her bedroom mirror: through the slightly open door, she caught a glimpse of the chiseled abs and square jaw of the mysterious stranger who shared her cabin. She stood and spun around, her breasts swinging heavily with the momentum. She grabbed the door and flung it open, revealing shirtless Torolf (which is seriously his name) quivering with desire in the hallway.


Torolf was ashamed at being caught, but his shame made him even hotter – hotter for sex. He stepped into the room, and his bulging abs accidentally smushed into Hilda’s rich chest.


As Hilda’s buttermilk bosoms squished up against his granite abs, Torolf almost had a dick aneurysm.
“Hilda,” Torolf murmured thickly, his throbbing meat wand pressing against Hilda’s warm thighs. “There is a secret I need to not tell you: You are my forbidden desire.”


Hilda had been waiting to hear these words. Her heart was lifted on golden wings and soared toward a radiant sun of perfect joy. She saw herself and Torolf happy together, bathed in the golden light of love. Her snooch got all warm, too.


“Torolf,” Hilda moaned, her lush teats straining with desire. “I need you.”
Torolf, coarse abs pulsing softly in the moonlight, stood silently.
Hilda looked at him expectantly.
“Oh, sorry,” she added. “Torolf, I need you – sexually.”

At hearing those beautiful words, Torolf flexed his rough-hewn abs and Hilda found herself being guided to her soft bed by the sheer force of Torolf’s undulating midsection. She parted her thighs in anticipation, exposing the soft pink petals of her clunge.

Torolf entered her like she was a lottery. His engorged pecker pushed inside her and she felt fulfilled with sexual fulfillment.

Hilda clutched at the bedsheets with lust and ecstasy and her hands. Her spongy love mountains hurled to and fro with each pounding. Her body was like a beautiful flower that was opening and somebody was pushing their dick inside it.

Then Torolf moaned, arched his back, and suffered from dick Parkinson’s. He pumped in all of his hot pearlescent sperms as Hilda spasmed with so many orgasms!

The two lay still for a moment as the stinky scent of lovemaking billowed around the room.
Hilda got out of bed, still shimmering with orgasm. She glowed with contentment, like a cat who ate the cream of the crop.

She walked across the room and picked up her towel, still wet with shower water. “Torolf,” she said softly, “there’s something I have to tell you…”

But her bed was empty.

Torolf was gone, escaped out the bedroom window. In the distance, Hilda heard the fading sound of galloping abs.

….

DICK

ANEURYSM

GALLOPING ABS

Who told this lady she could write?

Why did she ever stop?

IT GETS WORSE THE FURTHER IN THE PASSAGE YOU GO OMG

i fukcing lost it at meat wand

sperms

plural

How was this published

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escape-explore-enjoy:

sho CUTE! it looks like it was smiling at us! :D

That is a whale in enchanted waters. Do not tell me otherwise.

escape-explore-enjoy:

sho CUTE! it looks like it was smiling at us! :D

That is a whale in enchanted waters. Do not tell me otherwise.

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cactus-wren-bd:

sageofmagic:

memegrandpa:

helbows:

Introducing the Social Intelligence Test! From what I can tell, it’s sponsored by Harvard and it’s rather interesting. The basis is you look at pictures of people going through different emotions and decide what emotion they’re feeling. The trick is, you can only see their eyes.

How well can you read people? I never thought I was good at it, but I scored rather high on this test. It was a very interesting experience! I highly recommend taking this!

13 out of 36…

28 out of 36

31 out of 36

Pfffft, I fucking suck. 22/36

But I took the “Can we guess your age?” test (here) and I apparently have the eyes of a 14 year old. So that made me feel better.

comatosekittynsfw:

Finally! I was waiting for someone to make Thor’s hammer a silicone dildo i could shove up my butt! My life can now be completed.

Aha!
I was going to post about this to show Monkey!
Can’t forget this:

comatosekittynsfw:

Finally! I was waiting for someone to make Thor’s hammer a silicone dildo i could shove up my butt!
My life can now be completed.

Aha!

I was going to post about this to show Monkey!

Can’t forget this:

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ravingsockmonkey:

I feel terrible over my fish dying.  This is why I’ve adamantly refused to have pets or plants.

Pet death is unbearable, because they’ve never wronged you in any way and they’re just there to love you. I’m so sorry -huggle-

I owned a fish for one night one time as a kid (one of those cheap little things from a school fair) and it died overnight. Broke my heart.

asker

Anonymous asked: Why do I get the feeling we might not get our store credit till months from now? well implying if we even get it...I don't think favoritism would apply to a survey...would it? o.O

I certainly hope not anon, because I’m going to need what help I can get with this stupid stunt they’re pulling with Moko and the others. Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if it did.

vuelie:

wearing a blanket around the house like

image

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