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Making a robot voice with the fan you're using to cool your underboob.
Because physical maturation doesn't have to mean killing your inner-kid.
Love is knowing your person would snort coke off your boobs if they did coke.
The character development for Steve in Season Two was like anti-nausea meds for the vomit-inducing teen soap that was Nancy's love life in Season One.
Alliterative adjective names like "nervous Nellie," but used when someone is flamboyantly displaying their preferences, or acting like their state of being is the universal standard. "Okay, poly Polly." "Whatever monogamous Molly." "Easy there, dominant Dominic."
"I'm not shy, I have social anxiety." -Me to other people "...unless I find you attractive, then yes, I am also shy." -Me finishing the sentence in my head.
Connection noun con·nec·tion \kə-ˈnek-shən\ 1: What I would have if I could be around people, speak coherently, and make eye contact <see also: holy triad>
*Looks at my own butt in new jeans* "I would hit that."
I love learning little tidbits about real life in the Mormon Church. When my S.O. was a DJ for his Mormon youth gatherings in high school, he wasn't just a volunteer. It wasn't just a job they gave him. No, when they needed a new DJ, men from the church decreed that he was called upon by God to DJ the dances, and honest to fucking Christ, anointed him with oils so that he could answer God's call.
“Love is influenced by no consideration, recognizes no restraints of reason, and is the same nature as death, that assails alike the lofty palaces of kings and the humble cabins of shepherds; and when it takes entire possession of a heart, the first thing it does is to banish fear and shame from it.” - excerpt from Don Quixote, by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra