Hope you’re feeling better today our kid. Don’t take it to heart so much. Listen, I’m going toilet, back in a bit.

Whinge whinge. Gender gap. Toxicity. Ha! This is classic stuff.

Sounds to me like your a big supporter of the word police.

Yeah. Who needs nattering in their ear from morning to night

You are a stonedsanta. Be careful, that stuff will warp your mind. And one day you will stop, and realise what you lost.

As a man I mean. I mean the bear might eat you. But either ways, it’s not gonna be a drawn out affair. What about you lice?

Rules shmules

You don’t want to add civility - that constrains. Best let people be free.

Hidden underwear is short version

Skill rack C

Krack cills

Cheers 🙂

Hi , I think someone is word policing me.

Hi, I had two curries for tea, and then went casino, and I started farting at the table. It was OK though, cause there was a ragged looking guy sitting next to me, and everyone thought he was the creator of the whiff. But then the dam broke, and before I had time to move, I had rivers of  stinking shit all in my pants and down my legs. But it was OK, cause ragged was still there. I was winning big, so was reluctant to make a move home, but in the end the silent farts had become a thing of the past, and I was exposed as the gruesome creator of foulness. I said sorry to everyone, and threw a couple chips at each, unfortunately they were partially shitstained as I had to scratch my arsemess. I picked up my chips, and ran for the door in the hope of avoiding covering the casino floor in my leakage, but the attempt, though valiant, was ultimately in vain. I’m gonna get someone to cash my chips for me, and not go back for two years. Might be OK then.

Is a question content? - sorry, I get everything else, and am grateful. I just don’t get this. Are you having a go at me for asking about the rules?

Thanks wesk old bean

Hi, I had two curries for tea, and then went casino, and I started farting at the table. It was OK though, cause there was a ragged looking guy sitting next to me, and everyone thought he was the creator of the whiff. But then the dam broke, and before I had time to move, I had rivers of  stinking shit all in my pants and down my legs. But it was OK, cause ragged was still there. I was winning big, so was reluctant to make a move home, but in the end the silent farts had become a thing of the past, and I was exposed as the gruesome creator of foulness. I said sorry to everyone, and threw a couple chips at each, unfortunately they were partially shitstained as I had to scratch my arsemess. I picked up my chips, and ran for the door in the hope of avoiding covering the casino floor in my leakage, but the attempt, though valiant, was ultimately in vain. I’m gonna get someone to cash my chips for me, and not go back for two years. Might be OK then. Hope you’re well.

I’m new to this whole lemmy thing. Reddit seems to have stopped people seeing my posts. I just happened on this as I was browsing through. I’m from UK. Nice to meet you maggot fart.

He was off his nut on drugs. He’s probably a nice fella. Are you gonna kill everyone who takes drugs? They won’t wear it. There’ll be war in the streets. Not his fault if he had a bad reaction. I’m sorry for the victims people though. And god rest the souls of all concerned in this mess.

You two just enjoy arguing 🙂