Anon is an artist
Anon is an artist
Anon is an artist
While this is probably fake, I did have a momentary recollection of my preteen days on the living room family computer surfing warez sites and, while my mom was visiting (me living with my dad), big ol' horsecock popped up on a pop-up ad. She uh, she had a reaction. But, like a fucking normal person, I just explained that happens sometimes when you're pirating shit.
Yes, I'm old, this story is pre-ublock and no script, and before torrents were a thing. Pre-limewire too? Actually hol'up, how did 10 year old me know about warez...? Lol
Fellow old man: We learned the words we needed to complete the spell. In those days internet usage was more art than science. You either learned or you did without. I learned the term so young because I needed a crack to stop having to swap discs in the D drive constantly.
I didn't even know what it was supposed to mean. Pronounced it like it was a German word.
Edit: And I thought the artist called "hentai" has painted a lot of pictures.
The days of downloading a movie, and having to watch some of it in private first to make sure it wasn't porn labeled wrongly.
It could be real. I'm an aspiring furry artist and have had to look up a lot of animal genitalia for research purposes.
...I don't still live with my parents however.
What a time to be alive
Could be, though it's not so much the type of inspiration so much as the lack of safeguards most people would have in place. I studied art for a bit before switching majors and know full well how important reference material is. Life drawing has nude human models, after all, so why not deer vagina?
Although getting a live deer to pose for your class would be rather difficult, hehe.
Old internet was wild. I remember I got scammed into convincing my mom to pay for WinMX, which was free. Upside, she thought my pirate-ass program was legit so when the whole Napster thing blew up, I was in the clear.
All avoidable, if people knew how to behave properly. You are about to enter somebodys place, what should you do? Fucking knock.
Anon is very fawn'd of his mother, but doesn't give a buck about his father. Doe's it matter if he comes clean first?
Take your goddamn upvote and get out of here!
😂
Furries are notoriously rich, so I think that's the only out for someone who's drawn themselves into this type of corner. It was business, not pleasure.
the more niche a fetish is, the more money there can potentially be made because there's no creators that "Create" in it. hence theres an inverse relationship to mainstream fetish and how much a typical content creator for it makes.
Just tell her it's art.
I fucking love buboosenchan.
Although watching her I'm super reminded that she's a tiktoker through and through and would like to let all of you know that a different tiktoker (etymologynerd) just released a book about how language is evolving to circumvent censorship particularly on tiktok and even discusses a few instances where the algorithm silenced his content. It's called "algospeak" and is just soooo well researched and cited and I'm just enjoying it so much!
Eww it’s all shots and tiktok things :c
That was my risky click of the day. Thanks for sharing that! Also, thank you for the info about etymologynerd. I'm a translator and absolutely love that field. I'll have to check out their content and their book!
what is with the adversity on this website to the human vagina
human
People who post ridiculous stories like this should be required to post about the aftermath.
I dont know why, but I can't stop thinking of it as deertussy. Why my brain is inserting a "t" Im not sure.
What about a deeznussy?
tfw you live with your parents, the door isn't locked (could be dumbness, or parents being shitty about locked doors, as seen by mother entering the room without knocking), your screen is facing the door, it's daytime, your mom is at home a lot and doesn't knock and you're drawing extra-spicy porn
anon is an idiot.
anon is posting on 4chan
anon is an idiot
anon's parents are idiots for raising them with no secure personal personal space. I know of no more certain way to churn out a certified freak.
My door growing up couldn't even latch, much less lock. Though I was smart enough to ask my grandma if I could have my late grandpa's giant old desk so that I could put it in the corner of my room and nobody could see what I was looking at or doing.