Jack Bros, I think. The SMT game on the Virtual Boy, that old failed Nintendo system.

I shall begin making my Christmas gifting list. I don't have any money anyway, so this is the only present anybody is getting from me. Getting a self produced drawing of chubby and/or muscular trans girls, means "I love you" and shows that I value friendship.

This reminded me of a deeply wrong memory of somebody calling me that. In person. To my face.

The anger was intense. The fear from somebody saying that out loud in public was worse. In the end, both were nothing to the second hand embarrassment. Just knowing I shared a genus with them. Shameful.

She'll try and go swimming in just trunks, and you have to do overtime to prevent her hot ass from being arrested. Yes, I've had to do this. Yes, I am projecting as well.

I learned a long time ago that some people will always complain about this stuff. No matter how well it's done, or how bland it is. Similar vibes as my childhood memories of church, only without getting free cookies at the end... so it's worse actually