We need a catchy name for it… maybe Older Male Sibling?
Why even lock it if the code is on the door?
Poop will sink unless it has enough fiber, gas, or fat (all lighter than water) in it to make it buoyant. Sinking is the norm for me.
I’ve found that being really aggressive with my not interested/do not recommends keeps it down (but not absent). In my case I assume they pop up because I like watching history and gaming videos, even though I go out of my way to avoid anyone who’s dog whistle-y or chuddy.
Is this a new high record for the bun alert system?
Let’s say you knew someone named Bob, who later came out as a trans woman named Sue. If you insisted on calling her Bob instead of Sue, that would be deadnaming.
They definitely are. Cons always have a lot of signage up about watching for symptoms of heat stroke, and decent cons will have a “headless lounge” set up as semi-private (fursuiters and assistants only) space to take off parts of your suit and cool down. Usually lots of fans going and freely available water.
Everyone else doesn’t just smash the +30 sec button until it gives you a time that’s close enough?
Nobody goes straight to call 911 like that without a reason, and the fact he yanked the goddamn cord out of the wall shows trying to call was justified. That poor fucking kid must have been terrified to take the initiative to call on her own.
And if you can’t afford to pay it all in one go, they will work with you to set up a payment plan. If you can pay it off in 6 months it’s basically a non-issue.
Also, the IRS only escalates straight to jail if it’s incredibly obvious you’re intentionally committing tax fraud. If your forms are wrong they just send you a letter to fix it.
(snatch is a euphemism for vagina)