I have nothing whatsoever against shorter guys. They can't help their height any more than I can-- speaking as a girl who's nearly 6'1-- and are people just like anybody else. :P

-squints- Or would that be the peel?

Flash, Flash, hundred yard dash, to be precise.

Nice to meet you honeybee, I'm hungry

Okay, I honestly don't blame you. My first time hearing Despacito was last spring-- it was my first semester of Spanish class, and I (being an enormous bloody swot) had decided to listen to the radio en español every day to improve my skills. Despacito came on when I was in the car, and I was jamming along picking out the words I knew-- until it got to "Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito." /I want-- I want to do something slowly-- a besos, that's 'with kisses,' right? Desnudarte... Desnudar you... I want to something you slowly with kisses.../ Thus was my thought process.
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Needless to say I looked up the full translation when I got home. I still remember the pain of falling out of my chair from laughing so hard-- and I'm still amazed that they actually played it on a spanish-speaking station. It fucking /earned/ its place on my playlist, where it resides to this day...

I'm so flattered right now, you don't even know... :') I will! And thank you again!

Ah, that would be the life! I'm an anthropology student, actually. I do write, though-- a /lot/-- and would love to someday be able to make films! Thank you so much for your kind words! xD

I love the extension game, but have been forever scarred by the zoom thing...
No, really, there's still a scar on my hand.

Independently of each other, and blackmailing them both individually...

The music only swells, and the screen fades to black from a view of the Doge’s fiercely ecstatic face. Whatever comes next… This was worth it.

At last, he reaches a place he knows: the field near his house where he got to play fetch once, when his person was feeling kind. A song begins to play in the background: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d-KxsdWX9xE . The Doge has grown. He has become stronger, more tenacious, more jaded through his travels, and he knows now what he must do. This will not be a sweet and heartfelt reunion… This is revenge, pure and simple. He can survive on his own, but to move past his traumas, he must face his old master and defy him!
The Doge makes his way to his old house. His doggie door is nailed down; a cat sits washing itself in the window. At the last moment, he almost despairs… Until he hears his person’s car coming down the drive! He hides on the porch until they’re out of the car, laden with parcels, and suddenly goes barreling toward them yipping in what he hopes sounds like joy. When he reaches them-- CHOMP. Right on the leg. We do not hear the person’s scream.

We open to a scene of the Doge in an alleyway, cowering as stray dogs menace him. He wants only peace, warmth, a loving person, and a nice bone to munch-- but he has lost all hope of these things. Eventually the pack moves on and leaves him for dead. A flashback: his person smiling at him, his person giving him a table scrap, his person laughing and playing with him... 'Was I not a Good Enough Boy?' He wonders sadly.
Suddenly the flashback shifts; a red filter overlays the scenes. His person putting him outside for hours at a time; his person spanking him over and over for a small accident on the carpet; his person pushing him out of the still-moving car on a highway... 'No,' thinks the Doge. 'I /was/ a Good Boy. But he... /He was not./"
He licks his wounds, struggles to his feet, and begins his great journey. Throughout the movie he encounters many dangerous obstacles, including a sadistic dogcatcher, a mad raccoon with rabies, and a storm-tossed lake. But he does not give up

But just in case he sees these, THIS. IS. SPARTAAAAAAAAAA

-glances suspiciously at Siri and Alexa- Well, you never know...

I know how you feel! I'm a lot better today, though I still can't smell or taste a bloody thing. At least I've stopped sneezing, ayy. But thanks for the consolation, and I hope you have better luck in the future with your own colds, hehe xD

Frodo Lisa.

I mean, in regards to 9*gag, it's pretty accurate-- but you're right, FS is far above that hellhole in terms of user quality. Stay awesome, 'Subbers.

Did you mean bots? The lads of FS are generally pretty cool.