God I love furries. Whenever you're feeling down, just remember that there's a lonely, middle-aged guy out there that's sexually attracted to foxes and dresses up in a fursuit to escape the horrors of his normal, mundane life. Life is pretty fucking good.
Did you try waddling? Bonus points if you're a fatass!
Yes, let me know how making your girlfriend the laughing stock of high school turns out for you.
Yea I know! Just because 95% of furries are lunatics that wear fursuits and fantasize about fucking animals does not mean that the rest of us wear fursuits. I hate stereotypes soooooo much.
And then I got laid never and died alone.
The singer dove off the stage and crowd surfed in a sort of reverse funeral procession where the person being carried is the only one truly alive. Touching him I felt religious ecstasy and started speaking in tongues and requesting songs that didn't exist.
There's no easy way to put this, so I'll tell it like it is. Bouillon is died. He went missing before the weekend and yesterday I found his skeletonized remains at the bottom of the #3 soup vat during one of my swims. I thought the cream of mushroom soup had an especially nourishing taste, and a lot more clumps of fur and skin than usual.
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