southsamurai

I thought I was on metalmemes for a second lol.

But what about indole? Nobody ever gives credit to indole

Migrating changes the account completely. There’s a connection between the two, if the person chooses to do it that way, but they don’t federate as the same account.

So you’d have to ban the new account as well.

There’s a part in a discworld book about a creator “god” obsessed with making beetles lol.

I would have sent them to ds9, at least they have a holodeck there.

I’m not sure what dissection of bodies has to do with drawing external genitalia, but yeah, I suppose social mores would explain away the lack of having seen genitals, and/or drawing them badly.

Well, I was a nurse’s assistant for twenty years, and had female patients in ages ranging from infant to 103. Sometimes, someone poops and you have to get in there and visually confirm everything is clear.

I never once saw vulvae like that. Never have in pornography, erotica, or with sexual partners.

As art it’s fine. Nothing wrong with interpretation of reality. But as an anatomical model, it fails horribly.

For one thing, no clitoral hood. No urethra that I can see. Even assuming the near infinite variety of shapes labia can be, and assuming that a person only has labia as depicted, there’s still a lack of other anatomy that would be easy to visually verify for something intended as an anatomical reference.

Tbh, it looks less realistic than some of the stuff I saw on bathroom walls in high school lol.

Even pictures I’ve seen of genital mutilation, voluntary body modification, and post surgical results don’t look like that.

I think the closest I’ve seen was post labiaplasty, when everything was still swollen enough the lady couldn’t close her legs without pain.

I just don’t believe the artist used any model at all.

Okay, okay, I can get the internal structures being an unknown.

But damn, could they not have found someone willing to show the artist their cooch? That’s the one part that you don’t have to cut someone open to know what it looks like. I mean, you can, but it’s totally optional, and much messier.

Point is, they could have found some way to trick someone into being a model. Like, “hello ma’am, your shoes are unbuttoned”, then run around behind them, flip their skirts up and take a peek at the very least.

Okay, but do rusty lizards actually build their burrows with a spiral like that? Cool as hell

If you could have heard the slap to my face, you would have thought a tower fell

I don’t know why the spider hole memes are back, but I don’t need to know; I’m just glad

I’m tired, so I hope that’s why I don’t get it.

Anyone willing to explain this one? I’m pretty sure I’ll face palm myself, but it just isn’t clicking on my own lol

Because we are men, and men feel no pain when we slap things.

This is why we slap each other on the back after losses in sports, and why pimpin ain’t easy.

Ngl, if there’s a nice old fashioned in it for me, I’ll jizz wherever, I ain’t bothered.

\m/

Legit though, little homies leave when it’s dry again, so at our house, only the bitey ones get trapped and released. Never seen a brown recluse here (which is good, what with that name; they’d be failures if I’d seen them), but we have a healthy widow population that rarely gets inside.

Spiders is family. They be our bouncers that handle the riffraff.

Exception: crawling on me. Anything on the body is likely to get thumped away, and damn the cost in invertebrate life. Unless it’s a jumper, because them’s homies even on the body. Little guys can set up shop and keep gnats out of my ears if they want. That’s the exception to the exception. Is that an inception at that point? I have no idea, I just like spiders.

Damn. That’s brutal.

I’ve used that phrase myself in the past, and never thought of this, despite having done hospice care. Thanks for the perspective. That’s serious, you made me rethink things.

People are morons

Tbh, I’ve done all the calling out I feel useful. I get you for sure, but I’m old enough that a single callout is about my limit. I say my peace, then report (in the case of something this rude), then block.

Oh, heck yeah!