I love cats. They choose every day to continue being our friends. They didn’t need to be genetically mutilated to love us unconditionally like dogs. Cats are free creatures.

On the other hand, I am a disabled adult who has never served or even been eligible for military service and yet I am still asked a handful of times a year 20 years after the last traumatic event I experienced if I have served, and with what branch. It’s not always a sure thing. Traumatized neurodivergent people get close enough to fool some.

I would not want to see my brother’s old balls slapping ass but that’s just me. You’re very hot though

I’m telling them you said that and letting them loose in your ac intake vent

I can feel my butthole unclenching already 🥲