Fear Factory - Self Bias Resistor

Fear Factory - Self Bias Resistor

Sipping my Dr Pepper
Looking at my work phone now

as you might imagine from my... nature... i have never carried a gun.

A 43 for conceal and a 17 for open

Smelling the roses or the petals?

lol
I never leave home without one
I’m a Glock fan

wow... hard to imagine you any more beautiful... but a handgun would do it!

dares to peek inside

But I am free to open carry my gun there
so nobody would really say anything lol

lol
Yes, in a small town like this definitely

ohgod... that might cause a few... comments!

lol
I do too joseph, might even put a leash on you ~S~

mmm... wish i could accompany you to the fair... even with the crowds!

I wish they would just go do everything and leave me home alone lol

suspends a chain from the ceiling on a hoist… and puts a simple wood cone, well polished at the modestly blunt top, below the chain. It’s a hefty piece of wood, it’s not easy to roll in. It’s not going any where. And the blunt top sits well above waist height.

And then I step back to watch the social experiment

Blood of Heroes - Transcendent

Blood of Heroes - Transcendent

lol
I have a busy one, the fair is in town and my mom and sister have the whole weekend planned for me

Main House
Technically you came closer to killing her than she did, not that she suspected you were truly in much peril driving under the Green light.

"What? Is it a crime to take an interest in the things you're into? You 'fraid I'm gonna end up siphoning off all your melanin?"

Also, for the record she only got the biturbo and aero kit because it offset the extra weight of the aftermarket scissor doors and the sacrilege of pedestrian rubber and fuel that she keeps on the Huracàn.

When you deliver a bit of… what is that, Billy Butcher and… Gordon Ramsay^? Holly gasped in a reflexive laughter that she steered towards attempting a gasp of uncontrolled arousal, jaw dropped in astonishment as she threw open the blanket to an exaggerated writhe and wash of fingers toward her heart.

What followed was… somehow an even more extremely-poor rendition of what was an offensively bad Bri'ish accent of her own.

"Shag me where I lay, you uh… L-Limey… erm… ^guv-nuh?"