Well, generally, the answer is a no. Nails and intestines do not mix well, and once you’re past the anus, that’s what you’re dealing with.

It isn’t impossible to modify the nails to be less risky, but never to the degree that I’d be willing to have them up my rear, even if I was into that. There’s reasons that nurses and nurse’s assistants are often expected to keep their nails short, and that’s one of them. We don’t go wrist deep, and it’s still too big a risk.

Way I see it, you have two options. One is to cut them back to where they don’t extend past the end of the fingers, then use two nitrile gloves over your hand that’s doing the work. You can still keep pretty nails like that, they just won’t be as showy

The other is to take the risk, and wrap the nails in something like gauze, then tape them, then glove up. I’ve heard of people doing that with no injury, but it is still risky.

If you can’t/won’t do either of those, call it done and get a fist dildo.

Majestic as fuck!

It really was a great era for CG.

The problem is that to get the look of chalk, you have to use something that applies at least close to the same, and nothing that would be waterfast or similarly durable is going to apply the same. Like pastels, they’re basically in between chalk and crayon in the way they transfer to a surface, but you can tell at a glance that it isn’t the same effect. The livers lines look more structured, fill in the valleys of something like cement or concrete more than chalk. And asphalt isn’t much different.

So you have a few choices. First is to go with chalk and a fixative. If you’re going for something artistic, that’s your best choice. It won’t last forever, but it’ll look like chalk while it lasts.

Second is to use grease markers. They’ll still smear, but should last through rain at least. It won’t look like chalk, but it’ll still have a similar enough vibe to maybe carry it off. You’ll have a limited palette unless you make your own, but you can get similar effects with something like cray-pas. It’ll be expensive as fuck though with pastels and such, that stuff isn’t meant for big projects.

Then there’s temporary marking paints. Like the guys that mark power lines use. Won’t last forever, but it’ll take some wear before flaking off the surface. They won’t look like chalk at all, but if you’re doing something more like hopscotch lines, it’d be a better pick imo.

It really comes down to your project. Like, I used to do fairly frequent sidewalk art on my own sidewalks with neighborhood kids. They’d do their thing, I’d do something a bit more complex. There’s sidewalk chalks that will hold up being walked on lightly for a few days as long as it doesn’t rain. Better than your typical chalk you’d use on paper or a chalkboard at least. Crayola was actually pretty reliable in that regard, but the colors were all primary or pastel; so you’d have to pick up anything else as regular artist’s chalk, which is a thing at most hobby and art supply stores.

But if I wanted a section to last longer for some reason, I’d usually make my own parafin or beeswax blocks. A little cheap pigment (like tempera powder as one example), some heat and molds, you have a slightly crumbly chunk of color that won’t get rinsed away in the first rain. It’ll melt and make a mess in the summer though, so you won’t want it where you’ll walk on it much.

Tempera paint actually does decent for very temporary but more wear resistant sidewalk art. Once dry, people can walk over it a little without it being wrecked. Rain makes it run though.

Damn, I just realized I miss the fuck out of those days. Come home from work, and there’s a gang of kids waiting. Break out the boxes of chalk, and everyone is just making happy pictures all over the porch, the sidewalk, even the street if there were other adults to run interference with traffic. There usually were, but not always. Rule was that if there weren’t two adults that could manage traffic, the street was off limits.

Since it kinda turned into a thing, there were days when not only my house, but houses all up and down the street would have suns and houses and stick figures under trees all over the driveways and such.

Anyway, old man memories aside, it depends on what you’re doing.

Damn, I don’t have an answer, but that’s a fucking great question. I had just assumed it would be the case, but never thought to ask about it.

Are we talking about the iris again?

Understand that most meals requiring this kind of etiquette tend to not have finger foods on the same plate as loose veggies or rice. So you’re talking about a really niche thing.

I was taught that, other than bread, no food should be held in the hand while eating other food, and bread should only be used in that way with specific dishes, not as a general thing.

So, first option should be another utensil. That’s what they’re there for. It’s unusual that you would have only one.

If that isn’t present, then you would use another piece of food. You would ideally use a dry food, like toast or bread, but a breaded piece of meat served as a finger food would be acceptable if the dish is served without other utensils. It would be weird, but not unheard of.

However, you shouldn’t finger the food at all. If the food isn’t a finger food itself, and you’ve been provided a utensil, you would normally expect to just leave what can’t be scooped up with said utensil.

All of that said, the best etiquette advice possible is: when in doubt, slow down and watch your host. There’s really no situation outside in common etiquette where eating slowly is a bad thing. And, doing as one’s host is doing is equally universally acceptable. So chew well, placing your utensils down on the plate and engage with the other people. Dinner parties of any significant scope are not about eating as the primary goal. The dinner is the setting for social interactions. So, unless the host or most of the table are just shoveling it in, you have time to estimate the accepted behavior. And, if they’re shoveling it in, there’s your answer.

Aight, just a bit of background first.

Back in that era, there was a hip-hop subgenre called miami bass. There was an offshoot of that called booty bass. The difference is largely in the degree of rap over the beats, and the nature of the beats. This only matters because Miami at that time was pumping out some serious club bangers. Shit you could really dance to, but would also rattle windows blocks away when played loud.

Da dip was booty bass and a dance song. Like the twist, the macarena, the watusi, the tootsie roll, and other dance fads, the songs were meant to be danced to by the very dance the song was about.

Da dip is basically a modified grind. I put my hand upon your hip (literally), then I dip, you dip, we dip. Dipping in this context is better shown than described.

It’s a dance simple enough even drunks, and white kids, can do it; but it’s able to be elaborated on by more advanced dancers. Taken to an extreme, it runs fairly close to dirty dancing ala the movie of the same name. It’s all hips and grinding of groins. In it’s simplest version, it’s a couples oriented version of a line dance.

And yes, you would indeed see people doing da dip. Not as popular as just straight up grinding on someone, but it definitely showed up when the song played, and when similar booty bass tracks would. It required less coordination than the tootsie roll or the butterfly for sure, so it saw a short degree of popularity.

You pluck the hair. That’s it.

If the hair was still in place after whatever injury caused the scab, then you pluck it, and the root comes out, it means the follicle was intact.

That in turn means that, assuming the motion doesn’t remove pieces of the scab, that it’s just like plucking any other hair.

That’s not uncommon at the edges of scabs. People will pull away a scab, and the hair gets pulled out because it was partially buried in the scab. But you’ll also see hairs poking through scabs at times.

That’s it. Hair comes out, end of story.

I’d take it!

Not too bad.

But I was fucking around while trying to learn to ride a bike. Went too fast, hit a bump on a dirt road. Went over the handlebars, slid face first a few feet into a ditch.

Now, like I said, I wasn’t badly injured. It was all just scrapes and bruises. But they were deep scrapes from my forehead all the way down one side of my face, then my chest and belly, plus along the inner side of my right arm from trying to stop myself.

Every scrape was filled with dirt and gravel, which had to be picked out. Then it all needed flushing out. So by the time it was all done I was high from endorphins and crying and screaming, looked like a shredder had beaten the shit out of me, and was both throbbing and burning along the entire scraped section.

Then I had to go to school like that lol.

Gotta be possum. That shit is musky

Man, I tell ya, working as plumber in this city is hard.

You’re shoving yourself into and out of tight, wet places. Your tools take a real beating. And there’s always someone riding you to get the job done.

And you get ridiculous calls unrelated to the job. Just this afternoon, some poor lady called from inside her dryer. She’d gotten “stuck” in there. I swear, early onset dementia like that is sad to see. Not only could she have gotten herself out, she kept calling me step-brother!

Which was almost as bad as this one lady right before I got done for the day. Calls from under a bed, and my boss sends me out! I said, “dammit, Jim I’m a plumber not a search and rescue team.”

Anyways, I get there and she’s all wanting me to shove her deeper, and harder. I’m thinking, lady, you gotta be nuts, if I go any harder, I’m throwing my back out. And I’m not your damn stepson.

But you know me, I ain’t leaving until the pipe is laid. I go at it like there’s no tomorrow. By the end of it, we’re both sweaty and sticky, and she’s just dripping.

I tell ya, this job ain’t for wimps. You gotta be able to handle anything that comes at you. You gotta be able to shove the pipe into some dirty, nasty holes and bang around all damn day long.

Look everyone has tried it, ain’t so shame in the self suck game

I dunno, Beatles in either the white album or Sgt pepper era would be amazing.

Specific performance, the nirvana mtv unplugged might be a better option.

Then again, there’s a dozen performances at Woodstock that were nuts. Hendrix at that show? Fuck me, that’s a peak music experience.

I dunno man, this one is hard.

Fuck! Robert Johnson! Any performance ever. The recordings from back then are not the best possible audio, and you know that man could tear up a room. That’s my final answer.

I Think you misposted homie. This is the far side community. Mind you, this one has that absurdist vibe the far side often uses, so maybe it was intentional

Exactly my point. The term for that is woman

Fwiw, that’s not a rare issue. Usually, hrt doses and varieties being altered either fixes or reduces the difficulty.

Mind you, you didn’t mention any surgical outcomes, so the above assumes there haven’t been any that would affect the genitals. Otherwise, it’s a way more complex situation. Hrt adjustment would still be the most probable fix, but it could be something structural as well or instead of. Which could still be the case, even if it hadn’t been a problem before because there can be changes over time post genital surgeries.

You mentioned having a doctor’s appointment soon, so I don’t doubt that you’ll find resolution eventually.

Being real, this is pretty much the only form of piracy I don’t support.

But, yeah, you’re just not finding them. I know a couple of people that prefer a less polished erotic material, including the range of body types that can loosely be called average.

They have said that there’s no good way to search for it, so you have to go for “amateur” and sift through results.

Part of that though, is that anyone trying to earn money off OF are going to polish their product. Great cameras are expensive, but good makeup and lighting aren’t, and they go a long way to presenting a person at their best rather than just whatever a random selfie might achieve. So, as much as I despise “rating” people, on only fans you’re going to see whatever you think a 5 is making product where they look like a 7 by whatever arbitrary standard is in play.

Plus, since it takes both confidence and the willingness to put oneself out there, OF models self select for people that at least look good on camera. You’re not going to run into as many “plain” looks as you would out here in meat space.

There’s no tags for that kind of thing, no way to really know ahead of time if a given model is going to fit your idea of average or not. You gotta just sort through it.

That’s actually true of anything where the terms you’d use to look it up are super common in multiple contexts, you just have to cast a wide net and winnow out

It’s both, and the ratio between them. Or that’s what I ran across back ages ago when I looked into it.