Oh man US sherlock holmes.....
Why. Just why?
Why the fuck is Lucy Lui watson?
Want a hug pickles? You seem ''Outa place!''
Oh they weren't moles they were warts, got them mixed up.
You're an extremely sexist generalization.
That concept seems completely ludicrous. Do these men not realize that homosexuality is perfectly acceptable in much of today's society? They have no need of a beard.
I honestly still have no idea where you got "death scare" from that picture.
That makes a bit more sense, as moles are just a lump of discolored skin (can be cancerous, but not often) and warts are usually caused by picking up frogs or toads to kiss in hopes of finding a prince or princess or just someone wealthy that's under a curse and would be very grateful, or as a fancy-pants scientist would say, a "virus."
Nice try :P
Yeah better be quick though, the mayor of Amsterdam is a moron and is trying to shut down the red light district. He's already replaced a few of them with shoe stores oO Still there's other places than Amsterdam :P
Both, gotta remember Amsterdam is considered like 'Gay Capital of the world' by some people.
Some are bi-curious, and I think you might be overestimating how tolerated it is :P
Just wear gloves and an incredibly thick layer of vaseline on your lips (like one does to prevent pregnancy). It won't feel the same, but you'll get used to it.
If I were a mod, I'd probably do nothing but respond to reports and use my best judgment to determine if an infraction was necessary or not.
I said both, but with the female selection probably being higher due to certain factors, and I suppose we could throw lesbians into those factors as well.
They could move to San Francisco or West Hollywood or somewhere in France. That would probably solve the tolerance issue.
Make him put on make-up and a maid outfit and say he's from an eastern European country.
If I were a mod, I would totally not go mad with power.
Or I'd use all that sweet mod money to buy a ton of candy/cake/slaves
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'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!