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Hugs for everyone who wants them.
Hugs for everyone who wants them.

I know a lot of Man Boobz regulars have been dealing with a lot of rough stuff lately, so I’m opening this thread up to provide a (relatively) safe space to discuss them. No trolls allowed; any trolls who post here will be put on moderation and possibly banned. (Please notify me by email (my last name at well dot com) if there are inaproppriate comments; I get behind in reading comments here.)

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Aaliyah
11 years ago

More upside-down kittiness:

http://i.imgur.com/UZjPczn.jpg

Also, obligatory kitty-in-a-sink photo:

http://i.imgur.com/EbjBiZ3.jpg

cloudiah
11 years ago

That is a cute kitty too. Did I mention that she brought her into work one day and I got to meet her? She crawled all over me. I am ALPHA ATTRACTING ALL THE PUSSY.

(And thanks, it’s been a difficult year so any small happy endings I can be part of are like ice cream.)

cloudiah
11 years ago

That was @katz, but @Aaliyah those are adorable upside-down and sink-bound kitties too.

Maybe the second half of 2013 will be awesome for cloudiah’s friends. Can we all take a moment to visualize this?

cloudiah
11 years ago

I am so needy; thank you for the kind words, videos, pictures, etc. Going to sleep now. You guys are the best.

Aaliyah
11 years ago

Sleep well! ^_^

Kittehserf
11 years ago

Okay, wordpress, why do you not want to post that link? Testing, testing …

Kittehserf
11 years ago

Well crap, the stupid spam filter or something is eating a link for a page of upside down cats.

MISCATRY!

Kittehserf
11 years ago

Bloody wordpress!

This is Mads a couple of years ago, not getting out of the way.

neuroticbeagle
11 years ago

@Kittehs

Mads does not appear to be impressed with your inability to get out of her way.

Kittehserf
11 years ago

LOL that was Mum not getting out of her way. Same applies, though.

Her latest trick is playing musical chairs. She keeps deciding to try a new chair for her afternoon/night sleep, which means if we’re home, we all have to shift to accommodate. Plus, I have to guess where she wants to spend the night so I can put her tapestry bag* there. If I get it wrong, I get the Accusatory Look in the morning, even though she’s not exactly hard done by sleeping in an armchair with a sheepskin rug in it.

*Said tapestry bag was a present from my sister, as a knitting bag. It has part of a ball of wool and a paper bag in it and Mads took it over about a day after I got it. It is now Her Bed.

neuroticbeagle
11 years ago

Of course. She owns ALL the chairs- except the hard ones. Man, woman- it does not matter, all humans are subservient to the Furrinati.

Kittehserf
11 years ago

And that’s real.

Kittehserf
11 years ago

OMG that is so going to be the scene when Louis makes our new chairs!

😀 😀 😀

Kittehserf
11 years ago

I”m so telling Mads that one. 😀

cloudiah
11 years ago

I forgot to tell you guys how wonderful you are. Saw friend in hospital today; he had two stents inserted, and he’s feeling pretty good. He’ll probably go home tomorrow, and a bunch of us are going to coddle him as much as he allows until he’s back to feeling like himself. At which point I will go back to insisting he pays for all my meals, of course.

Ally S
11 years ago

Yay for cloudiah’s friend! ^^

anadiomene122
anadiomene122
11 years ago

The fact that I’m not the only person who is fed up with man boobz and that there’s a place to come to point and laugh at the most ridiculous internet specimens is essential atm.

I’ve probably posted too much sarcastic nonsense on some of the serious threads but it really is cathartic.

Fibinachi
Fibinachi
11 years ago

Then all is well, and you are relieved of the bubbling bile in your soul.

That does mean it won’t boil over haphzardly and destroy someone. So that’s actually great.

Also, glad to hear about your friend cloudiah. Nice it’s all… sort of! working out.

I have no issues to complain about, most things are well. Except I chipped my tooth with a vodka bottle the other day.

Oh, and the existential dread and my own myopic inadaquacy bubbles over every now and again and rips and tears at the shattered thing I like to call my mind, but, hey, that’s sort of part and parcel of being a human, I’m told.

You’re all generally quite lovely, and aid me by laughing at things I find reprehensible. It’s great!