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My tastes run deeper than skin and excretions. Only tainted minds can even discern where the sensuality begins and ends, the flickering myriad coaxing froth only from souls who peered long into the abyss. The decadent ecstasy afforded to we few is as delicious as it is unknowable. Do not search, do not query, if one is worthy then it will seek you out.

I sincerely wish that were the case. The proliferation of Ring doorbells, Alexa speakers, and overall lack of tech literacy really hampers any signs of general outcry. Our collective screech barely registers as a whimper in the grand scheme.

This is what separates the casual weebs from the professional otakus.

I do too much curating to have my lists leaked. If you want access to my excellent tastes, I require payment in advance.

“Laundry stripping is a soaking process where you’re removing the built-up residue: excess laundry detergent, fabric softener, body oils, hard-water minerals… It’s something you do on towels that are already clean, not dirty.”

“Fill a bathtub with hot water and add a quarter-cup of borax, a quarter-cup of washing soda (a.k.a. sodium carbonate) and a half-cup of detergent. Soak clean towels until the water cools (at least an hour), stirring occasionally. Then run the linens through the rinse cycle in your washing machine and dry them. Make sure to do this separately for lights and darks.”

“Add an optional one to two small boxes of baking soda (especially if you have hard water) to soften and deodorize fabrics. You can also add more borax — up to a cup — if the laundry is moldy or musty.”

Just to add to the answers here, remember to strip your towels once a year. That funky smell when they’re dry may be your delicious human oils penetrating deep and impregnating the fibers. Sebum rots and goes rancid, producing that musty closet smell.

I’ve always been curious about topographical maps that involve curved or hanging terrain and whether there’s a way to denote the existence of an area beneath. That’s obviously going to be irrelevant 99.9% of the time, but grade school curiosity rarely fades completely.

One of the positives of the AI ad page shitshow defining current search engines is that pirating written content has never been easier. In all likelihood, there’s a full site rip visible by simply searching for the contents of an article, recipe, book, whatever. Bonus, no ads.

Dunno about anyone else, but I really don’t feel much besides an emotional connection until the O. My vocal involvement is brief.

In practical terms, they would have to live either underwater or underground for the real estate. Underwater, it would either be some variety of octopus, which we would make an enemy of almost immediately, or a cetacean, which would be poached to extinction within a few years. Leave the octopus alone, approach the mammal and advise them to swim the fuck away. Quickly. I’m not sure what might be stewing underground and I’m not sure I’d want to know.

If by “lunch” you mean “impregnating his secretary to spread ze glorious vite race” then yeah.

Ye, the crew produced videos relatively prolifically until they produced nothing for a few years. You may also recognize him from such roles as Chris Brown and an assortment of cats.