Dharma Curious (he/him)

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Cake day: March 22nd, 2024

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  • A bottle from mad dog 20/20 from a gas station. I was like 15. Me and some buddies wanted to get drunk, none of us had fake IDs, and the weed dealer who normally supplied the booze wasn’t answering his phone. 5 of us went in, my buddy Brian volunteered to be tribute, and he grabbed a case of beer and just went to walk out the door with it. While the clerk was distracted dealing with that, we shoved mad dog in our pockets, and then went to the register with sodas. Brian dropped the case of beer and booked it. It was a very smooth operation.

    Didn’t steal anything else for years, until I was like 18, and we were so poor that my mom and I started shoplifting out of genuine necessity, while waiting on her disability to kick in.





  • Assuming this actually solves world hunger, and isn’t a fine print scenario like that one comment suggests:

    Pretty much whatever. If it solves the suffering of billions of people, and it actually works, then you have free reign to rip me open. Hell, you can shove a bowling pin up my urethra if it means it’ll solve world hunger. My horrid pain and suffering is not worth the unimaginable pain of millions or billions of other (and trillions and quadrillions when we’re talking about future generations never suffering as we have).

    As Christians we are called to be like Christ, and while I never imagined that this would be scenario in which one suffers for the pain of all, then, yeah, sign me up. But don’t give me a safe word. I’ll back out once the slightest amount of pain starts. Got my consent beforehand, but don’t let me take that consent back. Lol

    That said, if we’re talking “how big a thing can you fit up your ass, if it’s big enough it solves world hunger, but you don’t know that yet, just what’s the max range of your asshole”

    Then, with some training, I could probably go pretty big. I can do 12ish inches with a lot of prep time (talking a couple weeks), and I got pretty brutally fucked with a baseball bat one time, that’s a little over 8 inches and not tapered, so take that for what you will






  • I don’t know if that’s a reference to something or something, but it reminded me of a story. One time me and my buddy got blazed. Like can’t feel your fucking face high. He said something, I still don’t know what, but it sounded like “saluton,” and I thought he spoke Esperanto. I had just gotten pretty proficient, and just, like, launched into a diatribe about how cool Esperanto is, and how much I really enjoyed learning it. One of those stoner speeches where you don’t know if you’ve been talking for 30 seconds or 30 minutes. In Esperanto. The whole thing, in Esperanto. The most I had ever spoken out loud in person with someone.

    He was like “wtf? I didn’t know you spoke Spanish”

    I was so fucking embarrassed. Lol




  • My brother went into renal failure because of one that wouldn’t pass and they had to do emergency surgery. He’s had like 5 now, all of em pretty freakishly large. I’ve passed 2, but they were small enough that I didn’t know I had them until they came out and it hurt like I never knew my penis could hurt. Like pissing a razor blade.