Nothing exists.

Hehe. Given the meaning of "Punching one's way into heaven," I find that coincidental mention highly appropriate.

And suddenly, I had been stroked in a forward manner. Before my opponent could complete his stroke, I executed the dreaded counterstroke, breaking his concentration for a moment, allowing me to stroke him at my leisure.

 

If anyone knows about championing it would be TDC.

 

I like goats because you can make delicious crumbly cheese from their teats.
Speaking of teat secretions, did you guys know that before baby-formula was invented, it was found that donkey milk is more similar to human milk in composition than from any other livestock?

 

That's why I don't drink donkey milk.

 

I think you don't drink it because as far as milks go, it's pretty damn rare.
If donkey was the predominant milk on the farm, you'd be using that particular mammary fluid for your dairy. The only reason we don't mass produce human milk in some way is because it's not legal to breed people the way we do livestock, and in this case it would be for increased milk production (and hopefully not meat {though people with a particular myostatin gene mutation would be great for the production of steaks}). Still, that doesn't keep high-end restaurants from offering human milk cultured into cheese on certain dishes.

 

I don't champion nearly as much as I police.

 

TDC, you can't police any more than I can. I'm the moderator of a forum that's self moderated.

 

I don't police nearly as much as I wag my finger at everybody then.

 

Oh, was that your finger? Here I was feeling sorry for you.

 

Dicks on the ends of my hands, eh?
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Washington, Washing-ton. Six foot four, weighs a fucking ton.
"If you take off his shoes, you can see the dicks on his feet. Seriously, he's got like, 40 dicks."