The Pope, Desperate To Avoid Ever Interacting With JD Vance Again, Went To The One Place The Vice President

Need Advice

Let's say someone has a long felt object stuck inside of a tight hole and they need to have the felt object removed? Note that cutting the hole open is not an option.

In the spirit of dashcon 2.0 approaching I have decided to go to my neighbours house and piss in her ballpit ( she has a child and is throwing it a birthday party I don't think she usually has a ballpit) I will update on the experience later.

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♡ Imagane... ♡

♡Joker holding you while you cry after a panic attack ♡

♡Joker giving you a bath and feeding you soup when you are sick♡

♡Joker tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and asking "Why So Serious?" to try to cheer you up when you are sad♡

♡Joker letting his painted red smile slip, just for a moment, after answering a phone call from Hospital saying you got hit by a car. He cries one tear ♡

♡ Joker being vulnerable with you and crying on your lap as you stroke his hair with your one good arm Other one fell off in car crash ♡

♡Joker's eyes lighting up fondly as he looks at you, his gaze softening when he thinks you aren't looking ♡

♡ Joker finding the man who ran you over in a hit and run, beating him up and crying FUCKER! SHE LOST HER FUCKING ARM BECAUSE OF YOU! then he gasps and wimpers so sad for you♡

♡Joker giving you head♡

Hi my name is Don Quixote of La Mancha the Knight of the Rueful Figure and I have a rueful figure (that's how I got my name) with purple bruised ribs and tall stature and gaunt features and hair turning gray and a rather hooked aquiline nose and large black drooping mustaches and a lot of people tell me I look like Amadís of Gaul (AN: if u don’t know who he is begone!). I’m not related to Lady Oriana but I wish I was because she’s an incomparable flowering beauty. I’m a knight errant but some of my teeth and grinders are missing. I have long lank limbs. I’m also a defender of damsels, protector of orphans, succourer of the needy, righter of wrongs, undoer of injustice, and I wander a magic countryside called the mountains of Spain where I’m in my first year of knighthood (I’m forty-nine). I’m a gentleman (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly armor. I love my great-grandfather's forgotten corner of the house and I cobble together all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a doublet of fine cloth with matching shoes and velvet breeches and a helmet, morion, visor, breastplate and backpiece. I was riding outside La Mancha. It was early morning so the rays of the sun fell obliquely and the heat did not distress me, which I was very happy about. A lot of giants stared at me. I put up my pasteboard visor at them.

has anyone done it yet

Who is this ?

finally got the motivation to draw again (kinda)

Nobody:

JD Vance: