He is, but he’s one of those weirdos who hides on the internet. No personal info. He will now type some predictable platitude about how there is no such thing as friends on the internet and how he shares more than most here, all the while refusing to say his age, race, gender or anything else. He has declared himself to be a fat bisexual in the past, so I’ll go with that. I’d guess he’s about 50, but that’s only a guess.
lol iam no royalty or someone like you that believes they are better than others so i do not make declarations but yes iam whatever people want me to be
including a thin pansexual ethiopian, an illiterate asexual mongolian or just a shy dutchie
(and yes your choice is still entertaining to me and tells me a lot about you )
I thought he was Dutch? Isnt that a race or have things changed again?
Are we obligated to disclose those? Age, race, gender, etc?
Ok here we go: as a child I was a tomboy. Not gender confused, etc. Just prefered to rough house with the boys, especially since I was the only female in the carpool (besides the moms that drove) when I did go to a private school (kindergarten through 4th grade, then homeschooled through sophomore year, junior and senior highschool years I went to an alternative school to graduate through the state. Went to a Christian College in Edmonds/Mountlake Terrance for a year. Nope. Not the life I saw for myself. Moved back home for a week and got my own appartment, worked seasonally odd jobs until WalMart hired me full time, year around with benefits, met my hubby while playing airsoft (game with bb guns, yes I have shot him, his brother, and his father).
Why would I need to know your [supposed] preferences? Doesn’t change how I view you. It’s not like we’ll meet in person, so who cares how someone a world apart, makes presumptions about you?
Then I shall take my leave for the night. The house is quiet. All are abed. Morning comes to soon and with the snow outside it will be difficult to keep the sick ones inside.
Dutch is not a race and arguably has never been one. There are black Dutch.
God no. Some choose to, some don’t. Others choose to draw conclusions about those who fail to (and those who choose to). Nico remains unmolested here despite choosing to disclose nothing.
There has never been a requirement to share any information here, as you already knew when you chose to share what you did.
I wish I could say the same but I do. It is disturbing how much money we spend at Christmas. It is in the thousands and it makes me dread Christmas. Celebrating the birth of Jesus should not feel like a burden.
This year, we are going to play games with rewards. I may buy Bible trivia for when we run out of games. There’s no sense in letting them (grand babies) escape without teaching them a lesson or two.
Don’t let that little deceptive feller in your mind fool you. I would have won anyway.
I am very finicky about my sushi so it is true, your sushi did make me sicky, a little, but the made it tolerable.
I don’t watch TV but if you post it, I will.
I agree with this. There is no better Source for understand Jesus than His Word.
In the beginning was the Word. The Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. All things were made through Him, and apart from Him nothing was made that has come into being. In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overpowered it.
John 1:1-5 TLV
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was chaos and waste, darkness was on the surface of the deep, and the Ruach Elohim was hovering upon the surface of the water. Then God said, “Let there be light!” and there was light. God saw that the light was good. So God distinguished the light from the darkness. God called the light “day,” and the darkness He called “night.” So there was evening and there was morning—one day.
Genesis 1:1-5 TLV
I often wonder why men get to have “man-caves” but women don’t have “escape saunas” or some such privilege.
You don’t really smell it the same way when you’re smoking it.
Hahaha! Amen to that, Sister! Good night, Kitten. It is a pleasure having you here.
That be me. That’s what I’ve been told. I don’t even know what that means.
That’s not exactly true. While it is your prerogative to withhold any of your private information, you may find yourself getting pumped often for more of what you’re not saying. Cause we like to know what you think.