I doubt any episode could top the fear hole episode now.

That’s not SW

Is Freddy half chubbed?

I think forgiveness is the wrong metric. It’s simply about understanding.

If someone ate my child to survive, I would probably never forgive them, but I could understand.

As this post illustrates, society deems female predators as less of a moral threat. If this post was from the POV of a woman saying “where were all the pedos when I was a teen” people would lose their shit.

I’m a victim of this intuition myself, though I justify it by considering the potential for physical abuse is much higher with men, even though mentally, statutory rape is probably comparable.

Its clear some of you horny bastards missed the point.

Misato wasn’t a pedo.

The whole show revolves around people who are starved of attention to the point of isolation.

Misato wasn’t in love with Shinji, she was desperate for connection.

It’s the same reason Shinji strangles Asuka, and the reason Asuka let’s him.

Everyone is so broken that they’ll take what they can get, even if the physical contact betrays their virtues.

“Why waste time say lot word when few word do trick”

The song is purely fictional.

For your convenience:

To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day. Hardly spoke to folks around him, didn’t have too much to say. No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to make a slip. For the stranger there among them had a big iron on his hip. Big iron on his hip.

It was early in the morning when he rode into the town. He came riding from the south side slowly lookin’ all around. He’s an outlaw loose and running, came the whisper from each lip. And he’s here to do some business with the big iron on his hip. Big iron on his hip.

In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red. Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead. He was vicious and a killer though a youth of 24. And the notches on his pistol numbered one and 19 more. One and 19 more.

Now the stranger started talking, made it plain to folks around. Was an Arizona ranger, wouldn’t be too long in town. He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead. And he said it didn’t matter he was after Texas Red. After Texas Red.

Wasn’t long before the story was relayed to Texas Red. But the outlaw didn’t worry men that tried before were dead. 20 men had tried to take him, 20 men had made a slip. 21 would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip. Big iron on his hip.

The morning passed so quickly, it was time for them to meet. It was 20 past 11 when they walked out in the street. Folks were watching from the windows, everybody held their breath. They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death. About to meet his death.

There was 40 feet between them when they stopped to make their play. And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today. Texas Red had not cleared leather 'fore a bullet fairly ripped. And the ranger’s aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip. Big iron on his hip.

It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round. There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground. Oh, he might have went on living but he made one fatal slip. When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip. Big iron on his hip. Big iron, big iron. When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip. Big iron on his hip.

I’m not a woman, but on behalf of my partner: she’s awesome with graphic design, in less than a year, as a contractor for a national graphic design agency, she has won employee of the month, which included a nice $100 bonus (she doesn’t work for the company directly, this is unheard of).

But me, personally, I’m really good at laying in bed and making my pussy feel good.

Just because they’re part of the server doesn’t mean they knew it was there.

With exposure to neurodivergent posts online, it became apparent to me that even interacting with people is an unreliable way of discerning someone’s character.

Some people are highly anxious, which can manifest in all sorts of ways, from seeming like an asshole, to being erratic and sketchy.

I’m sure we’ve all had situations where we said something, later realizing how it could be misconstrued.

Then we’ve got people with autism, schizophrenia, ADHD, depression, etc.

And that’s without mentioning the personal circumstances of the day, week or month.

Just don’t judge people if it’s unlikely to cost you anything.

Choose compassion, patience and respect. You will never know the plight of a stranger.