I’m a canoe instructor so like I am of the belief that anyone willing can generally learn how to paddle proficiently but there is always One (1) person, of any gender, in the class who can’t ease up. Who thinks it’s a competition to Row Harder and Stronger than Anyone In History. Who Thinks they’re trying to paddle into orbit. And they are Mine Enemy.
That person is Me. I am the Oncoming Storm. No petty mortal shall stop Me from reachig My destiny. I shall row to the end of the world!!!!!!
IF YOU ROW HARDER THAN THE OTHER PERSON IN THE CANOE YOU DONT GO ANYWHERE THAT’S THE WHOLE POINT ILL FIGHT YOU ON THE WATER ILL SEND YOU TO THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I just want to take a moment to celebrate the fact that someone paid 57.2 million dollars for 5,000 year old Mesopotamian anthro muscle art. This absolutely ripped, flexing lioness was one of the most expensive sculpture purchases in the world, because as we know the furry fandom does NOT fuck around as a patron of the arts.
Bring a picknic basket out into the woods and set it up for yourself , and have a space and tea or food out for someone to join . Announce to the wood you are looking for a girl , and even if it turns out you can ‘ t see her , listen and feel the wind and energy around you change . Maybe bring a little vase with flowers , or something to play sweet music from .
a girl in one of my classes sent out an email saying “you’ll be having a furry classmate this semester” and my heart stopped but she was talking about her service dog
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