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You know how the word "feline" refers to cats, and "canine" refers to dogs? There are a whole bunch more animal adjectives, and here are some of them:
equine -> horses
bovine -> cows
murine -> mice/rats
porcupine -> porcupines
wolverine -> wolves
marine -> marmosets
saline -> salmonella
cosine -> cosmonauts
citrine -> citrus
combine -> combs
famine -> your fam
bromine -> your bros
palpatine -> your pals
alpine -> alps
christine -> christ
asinine -> asses
machine -> the speed of sound
landmine -> explosions
migraine -> migrants
trampoline -> tramps
dopamine -> dopes
medicine -> the Medici family
praline -> prey
masculine -> mascara
feminine -> femurs
latrine -> latissimus dorsi
fettuccine -> fetuses
poutine -> sadness
turbine -> turbans
engine -> england
supine -> soup
valentine -> valence electrons
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Matt looks over his shoulder with the same smirk at her offer, staying quiet and letting that sit quietly as she pays for them both. It spoke for itself. Was this regular heteros make it work? Maybe he could have passed of he really tried after all. But then again... he looks his new friend over and couldn't imagine she never kissed a girl. That canceled everything out. "Thank you, Aimee." He says picking his things up and giving a wave to the cashier as he starts to head on out.
but then I got high... | OPEN
10:02 am, Tara's phone brightly shone the time- indicating that she was in fact late for her first day of class. Honestly, it wasn't even her fault how was she supposed to know where anything was? Was there a map, or a tour guide, or- fuck. There probably was supposed to be a scheduled tour, but she was so high during her meeting with the Dean she didn't even pay attention to half of what was said. Well, okay. So it was her fault after all. Sighing to herself, she finally resigned to just skipping the first day of class.
Instead, she found herself a little patch of grass under a tree and set up camp. The edible gummy was slowly working it's way through her system, and she had her book in hand. At least it'd be a peaceful evening if nothing else. Her back rested against the tree, book plopped into her lap as her over sized glasses rested on top of her head. Ahhh, self care.
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He had the chance to set up a hilarious joke for later, and he considers it as he shambles behind her in the chip isle, giving a smirk as she smiles up at him. "You got and opening for any positions?" He asks looking down at her from over his nose, from the first time emphasizing the high deferential. He gives a thoughtful shrug and grabs a pack of cupcakes and heads to the register.
but then I got high... | OPEN
10:02 am, Tara's phone brightly shone the time- indicating that she was in fact late for her first day of class. Honestly, it wasn't even her fault how was she supposed to know where anything was? Was there a map, or a tour guide, or- fuck. There probably was supposed to be a scheduled tour, but she was so high during her meeting with the Dean she didn't even pay attention to half of what was said. Well, okay. So it was her fault after all. Sighing to herself, she finally resigned to just skipping the first day of class.
Instead, she found herself a little patch of grass under a tree and set up camp. The edible gummy was slowly working it's way through her system, and she had her book in hand. At least it'd be a peaceful evening if nothing else. Her back rested against the tree, book plopped into her lap as her over sized glasses rested on top of her head. Ahhh, self care.
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thinking about tinies who ask their giant to engage in consensual fearplay. idk it’s sort of like a roller coaster, you know you’re safe but you still wanna feel scared for a minute. the tiny just wants to feel the thrill of being grabbed by a giant but under safe conditions
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sometimes u will be the only person fagging it up. sometimes it'll be hard. but u gotta do it. u gotta show all the fags that fagging it up is the way. u must strive to fag it as much as possible. u have a limited time. fag it up and dyke it out
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He looks at her hand as it squeezes his arm and takes a long drawn breath with a nod. He doesn't speak anymore on it. She was right, he didn't know her name, so he felt like he shouldn't touch on her traumas anymore, for now. They were having fun, it should stay fun. "Eventually yeah he is, I guess." He shrugs, chuckling at her missing 3rd. He starts off for the fridge section and grabs a can if the drunk he had lost. "Pretty nice gig, being some girlies royal boy toy."
but then I got high... | OPEN
10:02 am, Tara's phone brightly shone the time- indicating that she was in fact late for her first day of class. Honestly, it wasn't even her fault how was she supposed to know where anything was? Was there a map, or a tour guide, or- fuck. There probably was supposed to be a scheduled tour, but she was so high during her meeting with the Dean she didn't even pay attention to half of what was said. Well, okay. So it was her fault after all. Sighing to herself, she finally resigned to just skipping the first day of class.
Instead, she found herself a little patch of grass under a tree and set up camp. The edible gummy was slowly working it's way through her system, and she had her book in hand. At least it'd be a peaceful evening if nothing else. Her back rested against the tree, book plopped into her lap as her over sized glasses rested on top of her head. Ahhh, self care.
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It takes a second for Matt to put it together, eye widening a bit, turning to face ahead and walking a little behind her again. "Sorry." He about coughs out fighting the vat that got his tongue. He tries to tell himself he couldn't have known, but feel bad all the same. "I didn't say the name was stupid, I said the spelling was!" He retorts. "And he isnt a prince he's an outlaw!"
but then I got high... | OPEN
10:02 am, Tara's phone brightly shone the time- indicating that she was in fact late for her first day of class. Honestly, it wasn't even her fault how was she supposed to know where anything was? Was there a map, or a tour guide, or- fuck. There probably was supposed to be a scheduled tour, but she was so high during her meeting with the Dean she didn't even pay attention to half of what was said. Well, okay. So it was her fault after all. Sighing to herself, she finally resigned to just skipping the first day of class.
Instead, she found herself a little patch of grass under a tree and set up camp. The edible gummy was slowly working it's way through her system, and she had her book in hand. At least it'd be a peaceful evening if nothing else. Her back rested against the tree, book plopped into her lap as her over sized glasses rested on top of her head. Ahhh, self care.
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He laughs when she laughs, an amused snort at her getting a kick out of it. "Five deep.in yiu dad, maybe." He piles on the goofs, testing the waters of her humor. Could she hang with something a little more... obscene? "I gave you so much better than my name. I gave you your name!" He argues back to her. "I told you I'd trade but you wernt down soooo...."
but then I got high... | OPEN
10:02 am, Tara's phone brightly shone the time- indicating that she was in fact late for her first day of class. Honestly, it wasn't even her fault how was she supposed to know where anything was? Was there a map, or a tour guide, or- fuck. There probably was supposed to be a scheduled tour, but she was so high during her meeting with the Dean she didn't even pay attention to half of what was said. Well, okay. So it was her fault after all. Sighing to herself, she finally resigned to just skipping the first day of class.
Instead, she found herself a little patch of grass under a tree and set up camp. The edible gummy was slowly working it's way through her system, and she had her book in hand. At least it'd be a peaceful evening if nothing else. Her back rested against the tree, book plopped into her lap as her over sized glasses rested on top of her head. Ahhh, self care.
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Oh they were going to kiss. He was still walking behind her, trailing by her her flank with a grin when she shared she was high. "High on that sticky icky?" He ask coming up to her side and walking in reverse to mimic being face to face. "The devils lettuce?" He pokes on. "You will, you'll find I'm very generous. You won't be able to help it."
but then I got high... | OPEN
10:02 am, Tara's phone brightly shone the time- indicating that she was in fact late for her first day of class. Honestly, it wasn't even her fault how was she supposed to know where anything was? Was there a map, or a tour guide, or- fuck. There probably was supposed to be a scheduled tour, but she was so high during her meeting with the Dean she didn't even pay attention to half of what was said. Well, okay. So it was her fault after all. Sighing to herself, she finally resigned to just skipping the first day of class.
Instead, she found herself a little patch of grass under a tree and set up camp. The edible gummy was slowly working it's way through her system, and she had her book in hand. At least it'd be a peaceful evening if nothing else. Her back rested against the tree, book plopped into her lap as her over sized glasses rested on top of her head. Ahhh, self care.
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