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You created a thread about women who wear nose rings.You're triggered. I'm amused.
Tricky.It's confusing, are the people with died hair and facial piercings dangerous, or are they harmless?
There’s definitely a unifying theory behind the aesthetic of “more metal than a Blacksmith's toolbox.” It starts with a nose ring, rebellion’s starter kit. Then it migrates: tongue, nipple, and beyond, until every TSA checkpoint becomes a peep show experience. Add in hoop earrings the size of steering wheels, full-body tattoos that look like a medieval map, and a pet python named Lilith that “totally has a personality,” and you’ve got the modern high priestess of defiance. It’s not fashion anymore; it’s a glaring declaration of independence from subtlety itself.I must really hate men and yet want to be led around by them.
KitKat 's comment and your followup really explains your position so well.There’s definitely a unifying theory behind the aesthetic of “more metal than a Blacksmith's toolbox.” It starts with a nose ring, rebellion’s starter kit. Then it migrates: tongue, nipple, and beyond, until every TSA checkpoint becomes a peep show experience. Add in hoop earrings the size of steering wheels, full-body tattoos that look like a medieval map, and a pet python named Lilith that “totally has a personality,” and you’ve got the modern high priestess of defiance. It’s not fashion anymore; it’s a glaring declaration of independence from subtlety itself.
WOW.There’s definitely a unifying theory behind the aesthetic of “more metal than a Blacksmith's toolbox.” It starts with a nose ring, rebellion’s starter kit. Then it migrates: tongue, nipple, and beyond, until every TSA checkpoint becomes a peep show experience. Add in hoop earrings the size of steering wheels, full-body tattoos that look like a medieval map, and a pet python named Lilith that “totally has a personality,” and you’ve got the modern high priestess of defiance. It’s not fashion anymore; it’s a glaring declaration of independence from subtlety itself.![]()
Why would a blacksmith have more metal in his toolbox than a mechanic?“more metal than a Blacksmith's toolbox.”
You can tell he has googled that combination of words more than once.WOW.
I have got to be honest.You can tell he has googled that combination of words more than once.
It's a nose tickler.I have got to be honest.
This thread is not the rib tickler I was expecting.
It’s always amusing how the “down with the patriarchy” crowd proudly sports bull nose rings, a device literally invented to control livestock. You can’t make this up. Nothing says “I’m empowered and independent” quite like wearing the universal symbol for “easily led by the nose.” It’s as if rebellion got outsourced to the local feed store. It’s almost as if rebellion got outsourced to the local feed store.
In your headYou're triggered. I'm amused. Low-IQ people, like yourself, have to understand what it's all about. After all, I am the Professor of Triggernometry.![]()
It’s surprisingly easy to spot someone without a sense of humor. They, like you, are the ones who think sarcasm is a hate crime. You can tell you’ve found one when others are laughing and they’re sitting there, squinting like they’re trying to solve a moral equation. They don’t smile, they “issue corrections.” Their favorite whine is, “That’s not funny,” and their spirit animal is an HR memo. Somewhere along the way, America traded laughter for outrage, and it shows. We’ve got to find the courage to laugh again, even if it means offending the perpetually offended. After all, a country that can’t laugh at itself is like you, halfway into a nervous breakdown. Oh, and I'm not talking about Kitkat here. I'm talking about you and your posse.KitKat 's comment and your followup really explains your position so well.
You seriously have a weird story in your head of reality.It’s surprisingly easy to spot someone without a sense of humor. They, like you, are the ones who think sarcasm is a hate crime. You can tell you’ve found one when others are laughing and they’re sitting there, squinting like they’re trying to solve a moral equation. They don’t smile, they “issue corrections.” Their favorite whine is, “That’s not funny,” and their spirit animal is an HR memo. Somewhere along the way, America traded laughter for outrage, and it shows. We’ve got to find the courage to laugh again, even if it means offending the perpetually offended. After all, a country that can’t laugh at itself is like you, halfway into a nervous breakdown. Oh, and I'm not talking about Kitkat here. I'm talking about you and your posse.
And for those of you who may have missed it, the closest thing to humour in this piece is provided by the use of the term "your posse".It’s surprisingly easy to spot someone without a sense of humor. They, like you, are the ones who think sarcasm is a hate crime. You can tell you’ve found one when others are laughing and they’re sitting there, squinting like they’re trying to solve a moral equation. They don’t smile, they “issue corrections.” Their favorite whine is, “That’s not funny,” and their spirit animal is an HR memo. Somewhere along the way, America traded laughter for outrage, and it shows. We’ve got to find the courage to laugh again, even if it means offending the perpetually offended. After all, a country that can’t laugh at itself is like you, halfway into a nervous breakdown. Oh, and I'm not talking about Kitkat here. I'm talking about you and your posse.
I have my septum pierced (and its not a bull ring) as well as one nostril. My tongue is pierced. My navel is pierced. My nipples are pierced. And my ears are of course too. None of my piercings are particularly...IN YOUR FACE in terms of size or bright colors and such to attract extra attention and I periodically remove them for certain reasons.It’s surprisingly easy to spot someone without a sense of humor. They, like you, are the ones who think sarcasm is a hate crime. You can tell you’ve found one when others are laughing and they’re sitting there, squinting like they’re trying to solve a moral equation. They don’t smile, they “issue corrections.” Their favorite whine is, “That’s not funny,” and their spirit animal is an HR memo. Somewhere along the way, America traded laughter for outrage, and it shows. We’ve got to find the courage to laugh again, even if it means offending the perpetually offended. After all, a country that can’t laugh at itself is like you, halfway into a nervous breakdown. Oh, and I'm not talking about Kitkat here. I'm talking about you and your posse.
Where did I debate a difference? It simply came to mind...maybe because those horseshoes resemble some of the nose rings one sees these days.Why would a blacksmith have more metal in his toolbox than a mechanic?
They crave masculine leadership, but wearing a leash and collar is too obvious.What say you?
You're actually not wrong. Most men are so whipped by women that it is embarassing.Women rule men.
It's right up there with the paint on the Columbus painting only vandalizing the Injunz.....or the guy who attacked an ICE facility and only shot migrants .... or the countless environmental protest that pollute so bad they're literal trash and sewage disasters. And fuckin' queers for Palestine!!!It’s always amusing how the “down with the patriarchy” crowd proudly sports bull nose rings, a device literally invented to control livestock. You can’t make this up. Nothing says “I’m empowered and independent” quite like wearing the universal symbol for “easily led by the nose.” It’s as if rebellion got outsourced to the local feed store. It’s almost as if rebellion got outsourced to the local feed store. What say you?
Nose rings are the sure sign off pure evil.
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