30M single and unemployed, im trying to start a new hustle as im unemployed for 5years and im going crazy, so i wanna know few things from here as i dont have a good social group or social skill and good male role models. So please bear me and guide me
Im planning to start a car flipping business, im not from US so i know rules will be different from country to country but skills of sales and negotiation is not. What im missing is this talk of negotiation and sales skills, i doubt myself a lot and im kind a soft hearted person so i dont hold my personal ground in many occasions. Before i start this business i wanna know few things from you by experience.

1. When we trying to buy a car for flipping from the owner how do we buy the car below the price he states so we can have a profit a later, imagine the car is 500$ and the market price of the car is also around 500$ how do we convince the owner to sell it less even when he aware of the ongoing market price?
   
2. So in my country the car should be transferred to the new owner withing two weeks of purchase, or else i will be fined whenever i do the transfer, the title will be on the last owner, butif a car has so many owners it loses value so i wanna keep the title on the last owners name and later transfer it to the new owner when i sell the car, how do I convince the current owner im buying this car for resell without making him jealous or envy. How i ask him to not to inform the dmv that he sold the car?
   
3. What else skills should i have in this negotiation business? How to not appear needy and hold the high ground?
   

Hello, 26f with confirmed adenomyosis and suspected endo (especially bowel endo). Not officially diagnosed because they don't even mention the option of a laparoscopy.
Right now I'm supposedly about two days before my period starts (got the kyleena iud about two months ago but still have my period). I have been constipated most of the pms window so far, but today I'm having painful soft stools and middle abdominal pain. To be honest when I try to go for a bowel movement and try to push a little bit it feels like everything in my abdominal area kinda moves along/cramps up, making it hard to get everything out. These symptoms also tend to be worse around ovulation. Is this fitting for endo? Or can it not cause abdominal pain higher up? I do at the same time have this weird vague muscle like pain in my lower abdominal area.

Dart gripped the rusty pipe he'd taken as a weapon. Swinging hard, he smashed the giant hissing lizard in the face. He heard a crunch as the creature crumbled, skull caved in.
Breathing heavily, Dart cursed this labyrinthine prison. Made back in the dark ages of the universe, it was meant to be escapable, but your odds were millions to one. First you needed to find a gate key, then you needed to find a gate. At least, that's what all the signs said. Yet he'd been wandering around fighting these stupid lizards and machines.
Caught in his reverie, Dart didn't notice the massive lizard creeping up behind him until it shrieked, biting for the soft flesh between neck and shoulder.
A flash of silver and the Lizard head went flying into the air. A human male kicking dart away even as the creature's acidic blood spurted his direction. The human whipped the axe around, flicking blood off of it before turning and offering his hand.
"Gotta stay sharp kid. This place just waits for a lack of Concentration to throw you a curve ball."
Dart breathed a ragged sigh of relief before taking the human's hand.
"Thank you, I thought I was a gonner."
The human smiled confidently and slid the axe into a holster on his belt.
"Not a problem, name's Jebediah King, I'm somewhat of a veteran of this place."
"Dart, just... Just Dart, I don't even know where 'this place' is... I just wanna go home."
The human frowned sympathetically patting Dart's shoulder before offering a hand to help him up.
"I do too bud, tell you what, I know of a key room near here. It's heavily guarded, but I think I'll be able to fight off the mechs while you snatch the key."
Dart looked suspiciously at the human. Considering the option to hit them with his pipe before running. But the human had their axe sheathed and was otherwise unarmed. Slowly he took Jebediah's hand and let the human haul him to his feet. But, Dart still couldn't assuage his worries just yet. He needed the humans word that he wouldn't hurt him.
"How do I know you won't just kill me after I get the key? Your species doesn't have the best reputation for when you're backed into a corner."
Jebediah looked hurt, but nodded in understanding.
"If that was the case, I'd have asked you to fight the mechs while I grab the key."
Dart nodded cautiously, the human's logic was sound.
"Okay, lead the way."
Jebediah nodded and drew his axe before turning and starting to walk down the hall in the direction Dart had come from.
"Back this way you're normally inserted within a few hundred yards of a key room."
Dart bobbed his head and followed on Jebediah's heels. The metal corridor stretching on far longer than what felt like a few hundred yards. Occasionally they came into contact with the mechanized guards or giant lizards. But with a little bit of teamwork and Jebediah kiting them around, they escaped most combat unscathed. Eventually, a door with a little key symbol engraved on it appeared around a bend. Jebediah paused and stopped Dart from immediately opening the door.
"An alarm is going to sound when this door opens, it's going to draw a lot of baddies our way. What I need you to do is sprint as fast as you can across the key room and start the key-making progress then wait until you can grab the key. Once you have a key everything should leave you alone."
Dart nodded along, looking at the door with apprehension. He looked back at Jebediah.
"What do I do if you die?"
Jebediah smiled.
"Not happening, now, when I open this door you've got approximately three minutes to get in, get a key made and get back to me before the prison fills the room with a poisonous gas. Ready"
Dart looked from Jeb to the door, then he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened his eyes and nodded.
Jebediah swung the door open and Dart ran in as a wailing alarm split the air. Dart had no issues spotting the massive red button marked "make key." He kept over an inactive machine and slammed the button, making the room hum to life as the machinery began to move.
Nervous and on the clock, Dart watched Jebediah's fight.
Axe and owner danced through machine and lizard alike. The bearded blade of the axe biting deep into both flesh and exposed circuitry. Beams of light scorched the rust from the walls and acidic spit reapplied it as the axe welding maniac dodged the shining crystal gaze of the mechs and acidic saliva from the lizards. A loud Beep sounded from the button and an odd blue crystal dropped out of a chute.
Elated, Dart began running back towards Jeb.
A mech raised it's arm from where it lay legless on the ground.
A lizard bit into Jebediah's axe arm, halting the swing that would've ended the mech.
The Mech's gauntlet flashed and boomed as a kinetic projectile ripped through Jebediah's body a few inches below the sternum.
Dart screamed his defiance, leaping over a still running machine and bringing Jebediah into the Key's safe zone.
The Mechs deactivated, the lizards ran, Jebediah crumpled, bleeding profusely.
Dart knelt by what he could safely call his only friend, ripping off his own shirt he packed it against the human's wound. Frantically trying to calm the panicked man down.
"I've got the key, don't die on me Jeb!"
The human's eyes sharpened and he shook his head, clutching the shirt to his wound. Jebediah took a breath and hacked up some blood before saying.
"You're gonna have to carry me, I think it clipped my spine... Please... don't leave me behind Dart..."
Fear entered the human's eyes and dart froze. He had the key, he could just run... But Jebediah had risked his life to give him the time to do it. He couldn't pay back the human's kindness with betrayal. He swallowed and nodded.
"I've got you, gimme your uninjured arm."
Breathing heavily, Jebediah slung his good arm around Dart's neck. The young Filosian struggling slightly under the human's weight. Carrying Jebediah free, he asked.
"Where's the exit Jeb? We gotta get you to a doctor."
The human was growing pale as he responded.
"The exit's back where you started.. it's... It's that metal archway you woke up beneath."
Dart nodded, pushing his burning legs to go faster as he retraced his steps to familiar territory. Leaving a trail of Jeb's blood in his wake. Dart turned a corner, spotting the jagged edge of a pipe jutting from the wall. The place he'd gotten his pipe. At the next intersection, he turned left and found himself at the arch.
Dart panted excitedly, gently setting Jeb down against the wall saying.
"It's okay I'll get it activated and we can-"
The human grabbed Dart's arm, a sad, sad smile on his pale face.
"Just you man... Just... Just you. My journey ended a long time ago. I just wanted to make sure somebody got out before... Before I could rest. Thank you, Dart for being my friend... And Thank You... For... Making... It... Out......."
Jebediah's eyes glazed over, the smile on his face and the words on his lips dying with him. Like ash on a windy day, the human's flesh darkened and blew away. Leaving only a pile of bones and a rusty pair of holo-tags.
Dart looked down at the bones. They weren't Jebediah. They weren't Jebediah. They weren't Jebedia-
He felt the tears coming as he looked back. A trail of rust in that streaked from the door to the pile of bones. Dart let himself cry as he fell to his knees, gently taking Jebediah's holo-tags. The holographic tags weakly shone when he tapped their buttons.

NAME: KING, JEBEDIAH ARNOLD.

BLOOD TYPE: A+

REASON FOR DISHONORABLE DISCHARGE AND IMPRISONMENT: INSUBORDINATION. ASSAULT ON A HIGH-RANKING OFFICER.

Dart slowly stood, gripping the holo-tags so tight his knuckles turned white. He staggered to the arch and set the key crystal in a slot at the top. Before he walked through, he looked back at the pile of bones before taking off the shirt he'd thought he'd taken off to staunch Jebediah's bleeding.
Tying the sleeves and neck closed, Dart gently collected Jebediah's bones into the makeshift bag with tears in his eyes.
"I'm not leaving you behind Jeb... We're both getting out of here..."
Setting his friends skull gently on top of the rest, Dart cradled the bag as he stepped through the archway.
"I don't care if it takes the rest of my life... I'll get you home Jeb... I'll get you home..."

This is going to be a bit long but please bear with me.
A little back story: Every year I go to a huge "friends from all over" camping get together where I generally get super drunk, high, and party in the woods for up to a week straight with some of my favorite people in all of the region. So last year during the bonfire, a long time family friend introduced me to his niece and her boyfriend/fiance (im not really sure which) because they wanted to smoke some weed. So we hang out and smoke weed and get to talking and really vibing and having a great time, pretty much forgetting my friends and her boyfriend are even there. I didn't really think much of it at the time because I wasn't trying to flirt with this dudes girl because clearly they're in a relationship. But after the bonfire and after I went home that year, my friends were telling me she really seemed into me and were even going as far as to say she seemed like she was lowkey just ignoring her man. This year, she was there alone, and with no ring on her finger, so clearly that fiance situation didn't work out. The whole trip it sort of seemed like she was looking my way whenever I was around, and we ended up talking and smoking alone at the bonfire for a while, but I was pretty fucked up so I forgot to ask for her number or anything. Now, I'm generally sort of a shut in. I wouldn't necessarily call myself the most social guy, let alone "that guy." I mean I've been single and haven't had a meaningful conversation with a female in like 2 years or so for fucks sake. But it felt like I was talking to someone I'd always known. I was drunk and dirty and a little beat up in the woods and even so, I just felt so comfortable talking and hanging out with this girl. On top of my friends saying so, I also sort of felt like she was into me. So the whole reason I'm making this post is because, being a person with anxiety and low self esteem, im not sure if I should send her a friend request and ask her out or wait until next year, see if the vibes are still there, and ask for her number. She's 100% my type, personality wise at least, definitely out of my league looks wise, and I've barely gotten to talk to her for a collective few hours at best, but there's just something about her. I dont know if it was just because I was crossfaded, or because her aunt asked me to hang out with her for a bit, but she seemed like she was also having a good time hanging out with me, and I felt like there was a genuine connection there. If there IS something there I really don't wanna miss the opportunity because she's a super cute stoner girl that likes camping and shit and she's really laid back and fairly soft spoken and likes a lot of the little things I like, like cruising up to the camp site and listening to music or podcasts and getting stoned and going on adventures and she's just a generally sweet and kind girl. I feel like if I try to message her, I might just make a fool of myself, but if I let it be until next year I might completely miss my window. Two years in a row she's had me feeling this way after I got home. Any advice would be greatly appreciated because I'm at a total loss and I feel like unless I'm 3 shots of moonshine, 2 shots of tequila, 7 beers, a shot of crown, a shot of Jameson, 3 dabs, and a piss into the wind deep, I have no clue how to talk to a cute girl. Im not sure if i should message her, wait until next year, or just forget the whole thing all together and go back to a life of meaningless interactions with everyone I meet.

I’m a 21 year old guy who goes to appointments to a woman job advisor aged around 32-33 I only see her like 10-15 mins a week. Iv been going to her for like 5-6 months
I told her about an interview I passed by email and she make me an appointment
She Always seems moody and strict type tbh gives me grouchy looks often but I’m always very quiet and polite
I was sitting to her 9pm angle left and I was facing her left side
Anyways this one morning she was using her mousse on the computer not saying anything for the moment and I looked around to my left down the long office a bit then looked further left to like a 8pm angle seen a 40 ish year old attractive blonde woman in a short dress no tights etc about 15-20 metres away and looked away after 2 seconds with my head down as normal as tho no one was there.
Out of nothing 3-4 seconds later my advisor (whilst she was looking at the computer screen scrolling with the mousse) giggled under her breath and said ‘you looking at her there?’ Under her breath whilst slightly giggling
I didn’t say anything
What I mean is how did she notice so easily and even mention it when she seems moody and distant towards me
I was brief about it and didn’t turn my head juts to look at her as I didn’t know she was there there before I turned to look around

This forum has given me so much good advice, thought I would return the favour if you’re ever in Japan with a small human.
Stroller and getting around
We hired a stroller from a nice lady (cash only) and it was a lifesaver in that it was extremely foldable so we could get it into restaurants and up and down stairs if we needed to. Generally speaking, the metro in Tokyo is accessible and there are lifts everywhere — just follow the signs. (If you use Google maps, it won’t tell you where the accessible exits are - only the nearest exits). However the JR isn’t accessible at all and lifts are almost non existent. A foldable pram works well in a taxi if the walking gets too much. We took buses in Kyoto with the pram and it was not my favourite as the buses get really crowded and you have to try and “sumimasen” your way to the front to pay the fare (don’t sit in the back of the bus.)
Food
In Tokyo, everything opens at 11am. So we relied fairly heavily on the local 7/11 for breakfast and snacks. We did do a few restaurants that had lines and had to rely on electronic distraction (ie Octonauts on the iPad with headphones) to keep the small human occupied. Every restaurant will give you wipes so I stashed a lot of these in my bag for future use, you will need them. Not every restaurant will give the kid a fork (or think to give the kid a fork) so there was a few times when I used a plastic one stored from my bag. There really weren’t any high chairs (not that we needed one anyway but it occurred to me that we never got an offer) so either he had his own seat or was propped on my lap if it was a tight restaurant.
Rubbish
Take a stash of garbage bags with you, there are no bins anywhere. You’ll need them for stashing snack wrappers, empty bottles, whatever refuse your toddler dreams up.
Luggage forwarding
I had visions in my head of never having to move luggage the entire time. But it turns out that we were in an apartment/hotel/rental in Osaka that didn’t accept forwarding so that popped a hole in that dream. Check with your hotel!
Tokyo
Pokémon Centre
The kid loves Pokémon but I didn’t like my chances of booking a space in the cafe (there was no space). We went anyway and worked our away around the massive gift store which he was just as happy with. Came out with a whole bunch of Pokémon merch as the centre intended. It is hilariously noted that the same merch was cheaper in Yobodashi. Oh, and the kid lost the Eevee figurine several times (showed up in the pram cover and then lost forever in the streets of Harajuku) so if your kid is particularly attached to small pieces, I would consider getting duplicates (after Harajuku, we got Eevee triplicates)
Disney Sea
I guess the only thing I can say is: don't go when it's raining? (We had booked on Klook in advance and were locked in.) Everybody else had the same idea and the park was pretty empty. I think it might have been nice on a sunny day. All the stalls were closed, lots of rides were not possible or at least looked incredibly uncomfortable - the people on the Gondola looked pretty miserable. We mostly did the mermaid lagoon section which was targeted towards young kids and luckily undercover (not much wait times either) but all in all it was probably the shortest Disney trip I've ever done and we were out by 2pm.
As an observation, I thought it was interesting there was not much in the way of modern merch? No Frozen at all, no Encanto, no Moana etc etc you get the drift. Not a complaint, just interesting. Lots of headbands though.
Kiddyland
Giant toy store with six different levels. We amazingly didn’t buy anything there but you might want to hold onto your wallet. I think we were an anomaly.
TeamLabs
Booked Teamlabs pretty early on and so we had reserved tickets for the opening 10am session. It was pretty fun and definitely interesting. He wasn’t too thrilled with some of the darker rooms but worked his way through it. Wear shorts as there are some rooms where the water reached his thighs. If dark rooms and wet rooms are not your kids thing, the staff offer kid-friendly detours.
Osaka
Osaka Castle
Spent a full day in the parks around Osaka Castle. Lots of park to run around and rocks to climb. With the castle, noting that the castle exterior is stunning however the interior is not for kids. It’s a museum for history buffs (so all me.) lots of reading and some photos and he bored of it really quickly. We ended up having to speed run down the floors. So not worth it with kids basically, he was much happier outside doing his thing. We also did the boat ride and it was eh.
Osaka Aquarium
We had high expectations that it would be as good as Monterey. It was really fantastic and had an awesome time but it’s a whole day excursion. All the kids had play passports that you can get at the front to stamp what animals you’ve seen. The kid was “fished out” by the last half an hour, he wanted to look at something other than fish and was (slightly) relieved to get out.
Nara
The kid loved the deer, and for the most part they were pretty gentle with him. They 100% were not so gentle on my husband and he got chased around. The temple was pretty amazing but the kid did not care so much about that and just wanted to go back and hang with the deer some more.
Kyoto
Umekoji Park
Took the small human to Umekoji Park and it was lovely with a creek that he could wade in (the Japanese kids brought toys and nets to scoop tadpoles) and a playground he could play in. Lots of greenery he could run around in. It wasn’t remarkable for me but he loved it so if you need green that doesn’t involve temples, it’s a good kid-friendly choice.
Arashima Bamboo and Monkey Park
We got up extra early to beat the crowds. The small human enjoyed the Bamboo Park and picking up sticks, it wasn’t too intensive for him as it was pretty pram-friendly. It turned into a thirty degree day as we headed to the Monkey Park. It’s a really steep incline 450m up so we didn’t bother to take the pram (although we saw some parents who did), he did really well and walked all the way up but I can understand that there are lots of kids who would not be thrilled with the idea. All the way up the top is a playground area so he glommed onto the playground and not so much the monkeys (ask me how thrilled I was that we walked that distance in steaming hot weather for him to be distracted by a shoddy seesaw)
I dragged him to see the monkeys and we kept a safe distance of 2 metres, but his heart wasn’t in it anymore.
Where we stayed
Mimaru Akasaka - Tokyo
Bon Condominium Umeda - Osaka
The Blossom - Kyoto
We did our best to stay in places that were 40sqm and family friendly. We knew that it would be pretty stressful to stay somewhere where we would be tripping over each other. As a result, our hotels required a little bit more in travel time (extra five to ten minutes?).
Our hotels were pretty great overall. Just a note though - Bon Condominium needed to turn on a boiler before we could get hot water for a shower. If you’re at The Blossom, make sure you check out the basement floor for free snacks.
Random bits and pieces
Random busty ladies
I have been to Japan a few times before (but never with a kid) and in those previous times, I have very distinct memories of lots of random not-quite-clothed manga statuettes everywhere I went. So I was all prepared to talk to the small human about what they were doing and why they were semi-dressed. But in my two weeks, I never saw a single one so my prepared speech never happened. I have no idea where they all went. Maybe they all migrated to Akhibara?
Loxonin
It’s random but you can buy this rub at any pharmacy and it saved my legs considerably on days when I walked 20kms.
Electronic distraction
I’m that parent. When the lines or the public transport ride was too long, I popped some headphones on and gave him an iPad. It saved my stress levels and from him getting completely rowdy. I think particularly the restauranteurs appreciated for the most part a silent child.
Most people speak English. They really appreciate it when you try to speak to them in Japanese though.
Masks
Mask usage has dropped considerably, even on public transport.
Kids clothes
Was all set to buy the kid a new wardrobe annnnd there’s not that many obvious places to buy kids clothes other than H&M and Uniqlo. Sometimes not even Uniqlo - the Roppongi store has no kids section as a case in point. H&M overall had the better selection.
Bathrooms
Bathrooms are everywhere and they’re all extremely clean. We never really worried about finding one. We just made him go every three hours or so to avoid any potential issues or leaks. We only had one real emergency where I had to run him through a department store but got there in time and crisis was averted.
Happy to answer any questions or help where I can!

I'd like to know the impacts the bizzare placement of my setting, Gnosis. It's kinda-sorta a fantasy, but this is a question sci-fi readers would better be able to answer and it's not really fantasy so much as a soft sci-fi on an alien world so post-apocalyptic they've had a couple more apocalypses since then and nobody's got a clue that their "magic" is actually their Precursors' sufficiently advanced technology. The Daystar is in the thick disk, currently it's ~2100 parsecs from the galactic plane, which it passes through twice per galactic orbit though of course that's an incomprehensibly immense span of time. That's an odd place because it's not an ancient metal-poor star like thick disk stars tend to be; it's a young, temperamental G0V main-sequence star 750,000km across with very high metallicity. Most likely, by which I mean "I have zero other explanations", something bigger's gravity displaced it from an orbit within the thin disk however many aeons past. Probably, all things considered, a black hole.
I put it there because it gives them a great view of the galactic core and a decent-ish one of the overall structure of the galaxy. In fact, it's such a great view of the core even its primitive-ish modern inhabitants (they've got cars but haven't split the atom) have not only realized the six stars swirling around the middle are orbiting some unseen colossus, not even that the entire nearly 27,000 parsec wide galaxy is orbiting it too, but two years ago they calculated it's got a mass of ~8.26x10³⁶ kilograms. To be clear since most people aren't going to be able to tell from those numbers all matching up, bonus points if you did, that supermassive black hole is Saggitarius A* and they are in the Milky Way, back when the Daystar was in the thin disk it was probably around or even part of Omega Centauri, the intermediate-mass black hole in the middle of that cluster may even be the very object that flung it up into its current orbit, although it's only one possibility. I think that location's really, really friggin' cool and I think the IU astronomers would agree.
The Daystar itself's not a problem to a planet-dweller, even as often as it flings around coronal mass ejections (and it does that a lot), because the planets around it are also metal-rich with intense magnetic fields and dense atmospheres that ensure the primary consequence of their star's violence is a much stronger difference of potential between atmospheric layers than on Earth. (With that comes vast, easily collected atmospheric energy, but also a LOT of lightning strikes, some so powerful they disable unhardened electronics for blocks around... and potentially induce acute radiation syndrome.) It does also mean geomagnetic storms every decade or so, those are a pain for the people in charge of the power grid but whatever it doesn't threaten life and Precursor tech's super extra hardened to hell and back so it'll survive geomagnetic storms and even their space stuff routinely weathers direct hits from coronal mass ejections (if it couldn't, they'd have built it stronger and/or further away). I've even checked to make sure all three inhabited worlds are in the Daystar's habitable zone at 180, 270 and 360 million kilometers. (Technically that last one's a little too far, but its greenhouse effect and volcanism... Adequately make up for it, mean surface temperature is -3c and there's plenty of water.)
However, it's just the threat posed by the Daystar itself that I can safely dismiss. Are there any cataclysmic consequences to the Daystar's location? I know the central bulge is nowhere near habitable for primarily radiological reasons, amongst others, for example. Would being out in the thick disk be the same sort of problem? Would the thick disk be a bad place in the galaxy to build if your civilization wants all the new life they're adding to three planets and a moon in its interior to survive until it's indistinguishable from natural life? The Precursors had plenty of options, there's no reason they'd pick a system Earth-derived life could not survive in long-term. (The Precursors were not human, but they did accidentally cause the Bronze Age Collapse. For what it's worth, they were really sorry for like 12 seconds before bailing and pretending they were never here.)

First and foremost I want to say this would be my third time at Omnia and I love it every single time. However this time it will be my first time on doing VIP reservations with a group of 8. With that being said here are my questions : I’ve noticed previous times at Omnia certain guys are allowed in with hats, I’m balding so it kind of sucks not being able to wear a hat at the club. Do VIP guests have a more lenient dress codes ?
Does VIP allow a no wait line to get in the middle of the dance floor instead of waiting for the ces pool line everyone tries getting in ?
Lastly are there random extra charges that are added to the table ? Or am I paying a flat rate minimum plus whatever drinks / tips we go over the minimum.

My first time trying to go to my meds Dr as average me. I haven't done my laundry in about 3 months, I haven't been able to take a shower more than once every couple of weeks because I don't really like to look at myself and am focused on fixing my house but scared to go outside and do yardwork. Every other time I've tried to dress up and calm down and put on makeup and hair products and pretend to be fine but I don't think I can get enough help if I keep pretending. I want to have the guts to be my mesed self even though I don't like how I am because I think that's the only way I can get help

Rectangle frame glasses are timeless. They may not be the hottest runway rage at all times, but their charm and appeal are evergreen. If you are looking for a safe, sober, and classic pair of eyeglasses, which will last you for years on end, then rectangular eyewear is the way to go!
Of course, rectangular glasses look good on everyone. But, let us accept it, some faces look better in these angular eyeglasses than others. If you have bumped into this blog, chances are that you are contemplating buying rectangular frames, but are confused whether or not they will suit your face shape. Well, this guide has got you covered!
Who Looks Best in Rectangular Frame Glasses?
Rectangular glasses are wider and have a structured silhouette. The crisp angles are the highlights of rectangle frame glasses. The three face shapes that look best in rectangle eyewear are -

1. Oval-shaped Faces

Individuals with oval-shaped faces have a jawline and a forehead that are of the same width. Besides, the chin seems rounded and soft and the forehead is very wide. Rectangular frames look excellent on individuals with oval shaped faces, as they soften the look and add a youthful charm.

1. Round-shaped Faces

The faces of round glasses have symmetrical dimensions, wherein the width and length of the face are equal. Besides, the facial silhouette is rounder and softer. The objective for people with round faces should be to make it appear thin and long, and this can be aptly achieved with the help of rectangle frame glasses.

1. Diamond-shaped Faces

Diamond shapes are rare in facial silhouettes. Individuals with diamond-shaped faces have a narrow forehead and an equally narrow jawline. The cheeks are pointy and high, and the jawline is also decently prominent.
The main objective for diamond-faced individuals should be to offer the face a tad bit softer look and attract attention to the eyes. To achieve such a feat, rectangle glasses can do the trick. Rectangular eyewear will widen the forehead and further enhance your facial features.
So, I hope my two cents of rectangle frame glasses and the appropriate frame shape was helpful. The key is to carry these angular and edgy eyewear with confidence, and the rest will automatically fall into place.

I can't stand the phrase 'Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me'. My mam used to say it to me all the time when I was little. But hurtful words (and very harsh criticism) I find incredibly painful. I can recall words said in passing that have stuck with me for years. It also teaches children that words don't have impact and aren't powerful, which is so untrue.
When I was 10 years old, before I got braces my teeth were very crooked. A boy in my class at school said to me 'Hey Clair, Smile!', so I gave him a big smile, he then grimaced and said 'Ugh so gross'. That felt like a bullet to my heart and confidence. I started covering my mouth with my hands whenever I spoke or smiled. To the point that my parents noticed and got me braces.
That is one of a hundred stories where words cut me deep. As an adult I Have worked very hard to not take things so personally but words still mean a lot to me.
On the flip side kind words mean SO MUCH to me. I can remember passing compliments for years. 6 months a go a woman in a pharmacy told me she liked my dress, I've worn that dress so many times since then just because of that compliment.

I want to start off by saying, in no way am I trying to ridicule or demean your guy's experiences and situations. I've only found this subreddit recently, but I genuinely think my advice could at least help some of you. To give a bit of information about myself, I am 21 years old, a dude, average looking, and wouldn't consider myself FA. Now, my advice is mainly towards those of you between the ages of 16-23 ish as that is the demographic I can relate with. Additionally, I'm pursuing a master's in behavioral psychology if that matters at all.
Anyways, here's my advice, first of all, focus on things you can change not what you can't. Do looks matter? Absolutely, anyone who tells you otherwise is lying, but I genuinely believe that there are only a few cases where your looks are so bad that they can't be worked on to meet the bare minimum (and no you don't need to be a super model to find a SO, that is just as untrue as look don't matter at all). Since I'm sure you all have already heard how much weight, hairstyle, and overall fashion can make a difference, I'll skip talking about that, but one thing I want to point out that not a lot of people talk about is finding your "niche". What I mean by that is instead of trying to attract a large group of people find a niche or "style" of people you find attractive and cater towards them. If any of you study business think of it like this, say you're creating a clothing brand, the market is highly saturated so instead of forming your brand around trying to attract a broad market focus on a smaller group. DO THIS WITH YOUR STYLE AND INTERESTS! To give an example, say you're into artsy girls, dress to attract them and not the average girl, what this could possibly mean is get a mullet, a mustache, thrift your clothes, wear tote bags, jewelry, etc.
Secondly, you need to throw out the idea that you are worth any less than the next person just because you have a difficult time finding a SO. This type of self-talk is extremely toxic and only aids in keeping you where you are. To be honest, even though I think this subreddit can be good for venting and such, even visiting this subreddit and posting, in my opinion, will only hurt you in the long run. Why? Because by visiting this subreddit and posting you're telling your subconscious that you are FA, and whether you believe it or not those subconscious thoughts leek out into the real world and only hurt your chances of finding a SO. The first step in changing a behavior is changing your mindset and your thoughts. Now this is easier said than done, but working on your self-talk will go a long way in helping you break out of being FA.
My last piece of advice is how to actually have a conversation with someone. The reason I want to focus on this is that from what I've seen it isn't your guys' looks that are holding you back it is how socially awkward you handle yourself in real-world interactions. The key to any good conversation is being in the moment and listening. Other than that you need to learn how to skip past the small talk and talk about something that interests them. Now obviously, this can be difficult depending on the setting, but with a little practice, it isn't as hard as it seems. If you find yourself talking to someone at a bar, slip in a question like "if you were to teach a class on any subject that interests you what would you teach about?" or "if you were deserted on an island what is one thing you must have other than your phone". You need to find something ANYTHING that you can relate with the person about that they're interested in. Take for example this one girl I was talking to that I'm now talking to more seriously. After asking that question she said that the class would be about type 1 diabetes since she has it and is passionate about educating people on it. Am I interested in type 1 diabetes? NO, but even by then going into how I have had friends who have had it we were able to have a whole conversation about it. GET THEM TALKING ABOUT WHAT INTERESTS THEM AND THE REST WILL FLOW! Also, don't be afraid to be a little weird and out there, that is how you truly find someone you connect with. Have you ever seen two people just "click"? It's because they're both weird in their own ways that mesh well, so don't be afraid to be a little out there, if they like your weirdness then you know you have something good on your hands. Finally, just remember don't be an interviewer remember to add in your thoughts too. You don't want to ask a question then after they answer immediately ask another question. Take in what they say, add your thoughts about it, pause, see if they're adding anything, and if not, ask a follow up question, but you need to also be inputting your thoughts or you are going to come off as an interviewer not someone having a conversation.
Again, I want to reiterate, in no way am I trying to demean you guys or give you some bogus advice like just lose weight. If my advice is a load of malarkey downvote me, but I hope it can help at least someone without being seen as just "advice from a normie".

I have some leftover wood-effect porcelain tiles, I was wondering how I would go about using them for an outdoor path leading to a patio.

Clover necklaces are classic pieces of jewelry that have been around for a long time. They symbolize luck and prosperity, making them a popular choice for those who want to add a touch of elegance and meaning to their outfits. Whether you’re dressing up for a formal event or going out for a casual day, a Clover Necklace can be a great accessory to add to your look.
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Hello everyone, I'm Creacher Preature. I've been 3d printing my 3D sculpts for a little over a year. I started sculpting about march of last year. Ever since then I've had a lot of great support from people, I've been featured on a few different youtube channels (ultrazilla and andy's dinosaur reviews) and I'm looking to branch out from the world of PLA into the world of Soft Vinyl.
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I've been collecting sofvi for as long as I can remember, getting into collecting the designer soft vinyls in the last 5 or so years. Now and now I want to get into sofubi market. It's been a dream of mine to make toys since I was a little kid and to have one of my sculpts made in actual soft vinyl would be a dream come true.
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We're about half funded with about 2 weeks left to go. I'd really appreciate any and all support I can get on the project. Thank you guys so much for your consideration.
https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/nesheesofubi/neshee-sofubi <-- Kickstarter
https://www.instagram.com/creacherpreature/ <-- My instagram if you want to see my other works.

Hi everyone
I posted last time that I’ve met a Taurus man at my gym, that he’s in a “very complicated situation” but kept showing interest. Me not being too pushy, we kept walking home for several days after our workouts and I spontaneously asked him for a picnic date last weekend.
It was as platonic as it could be (he was talking in depth about politics for more than an hour but showed all his emotions haha). Overall, we had a really fun time, but even though I wore a dress and cooked his favorite food (he ate everything & send a pic to his fam!), it couldn’t have been less romantic.
I’m really conventionally attractive (did model here and there and am very fit) but I’m not even sure if I’m his type. 2 days after when we saw each other he showed off his sunburn and wanted me to touch it (he did not mention our “date”). He never compliments me on my looks (more like how strong I am or teases me etc) and creates small interactions where I’d touch him but not him me but yeah. We also always talk a lot, like friends?
I feel like he completely friendzoned me but is too polite to reject? Even though he’s so my type, I’d be ok us just being friends (or with benefits) as well as I’m leaving end of June for 6 months anyways. So far I try to act as usual, but yeah :/ Perhaps I’m just too nice/available? Should I say something? Also, if he’d be interested he’d ask for a second date right? I still don’t have his phone number.
I cannot stop thinking about him and he’s so confusing, it’s driving me crazy. It’s going on now since 2-3 weeks, but I hit on him a month ago.

I am a new poster looking for feedback on writing and would appreciate some comments. I have also posted this on Royal Road as seemed to be suggested by the lines [https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/69178/this-is-your-roswell]. Please let me know if something is wrong with the linking stuff. I am a bit over my head here.
Brief Synopsis: A couple of aliens just want a night out but nah, even what we would consider to be aliens get rude "visitors" eventually.
"Frrriiimm! Frrimm gukk gukk la lohe! Grikk grikk dowdu...."
"Himnol? Hunna sa lo?", incredulously replied the smaller of the two fluffy silver-haired creatures. Regardless of whatever had been the reluctance of the being, they slowly relaxed as the other fluffball lowered the small, beat up craft. A slight creak and a groan later, the vehicle rested soundly on top of the rocky formation overlooking the low plains of the northern continent. A cool breeze meet the two as panels opened on the sides of the small transport, gently raising wispy tuffs of hair back and skyward as if to tease the miniatures into a lift off. Padded feet bounced the smaller one up onto the vehicle top.
"Elja se to-od kama-muh-muh! Horte wi!", Scoffing at this as the smaller one flicked a tiny purple tongue out of black lips, a thin-snouted puffy cloud smirked right back at the other face as it bounced a couple of times before securing its position on top of the craft's hood next to its partner. A quick, playful swat to the side of the ear seemed to pay for the "insult" suffered by the slower fluffster, the two of them settling in close and chattering incomprehensibly for too long before finally nestling heads.
A gasp and high-pitched squeal parted from the smaller one's lips. Wonderment abounded as lights made their debut across the sky, streaking cosmic fireworks as meteors flung from the dark of space showed off on a screen made of night. Wide eyes and bright stars witnessed the rare treat for what must have seemed like an eternity, small frames that had once bounced excitedly at the first streak of light only shifting to occasionally point and gesture at the spectacle before finally huddling together in the brisk, late hours.
A silvery snout leaned in for an opportunistic nuzzle when a sudden flash briefly illuminated the sky before dulling to a still bright glow, the bad actor unceremoniously drawing attention from what little was left of the lightshow as it zig-zagged ever faster and ever closer across the stage. Riled fluff shot up, as did the bodies it belonged to as it all scrambled to find the controls for the dinky craft's side panels, making purchase before releasing the doors and swinging frantically for them as a shockwave struck the earth of the plains. Little action figures clung to the craft before managing to swiftly bounce inside as the rock formation started to move. Tiny appendages on tiny limbs desperately initiated a start up sequence, waking up an old angry engine that growled like a feral beast of the underbrush so commonly seen in the more untamed areas of this wild planet as the two climbed into the atmosphere.
Clear skies gave way to curtains of billowing swirls of dust, turning a steady ascent to dizzy sways and maneuvers as the pilot struggled to right a now coordinate and sensor-blocked flying can. Barely visible traces of sky chanced into the window viewer as sobbing mouths grimaced for a hope of a beeline to safety. Smokey earthen winds thinned bit by bit as the old busted engine growled its final warning, sending small craft and small cargo free falling into what...into what?!
"Tihd se to-od qui-qui cakt!" "Li la mur mak! Kwuh-laaah!" Howling wails pierced the cockpit as soft, fine-fluffed digits gripped and held each creature for dear life itself; a sickening series of warnings leaping off gaudy bright screens and out of loud, popping speakers. A bang and long scuttle of screeching metal came to a halt, engine failure mercifully triggering emergency craft descenders to slow the fall just enough to not break apart the craft and the bones of the huddling fluff inside.
Blackness met any face, sensor, or camera in or on the craft for the next several minutes. Hissing static followed as a tertiary back up power supply, apparently one of the few things going for the crashed wannabe antique; returned power to the internal controls for the craft's exit panels, cockpit controls, a dim light bulb, and stupidly excessive recording equipment. No movement managed to trigger a sensor until the big puffball's shaking face gradually moved off the shoulder of the smaller friend, coming to its senses to check on its partner. The smaller one stirred, leaving the worried fluffy a moment to inspect its ownself before being grabbed for a passionate purple-tongued lick on the jaw. It could only respond with as much muster that could be expected of such a thing, grabbing the smaller one and softly whining as it rocked it in an itty-bitty hug.
Mind perhaps to the limited supply of power, silvery digits slowly worked the passenger side panel open after a futile attempt on the pilot side. The creatures slid to the ground. Or what was supposed to be ground. Cool metal blacker than the blackest void imaged by the artists of renown greeted the pads of soft toes and brought on renewed shock as a construct stretched on and on within the gaze of the beings. Eventually the mistake was made of looking down, the plains of destroyed fields meeting their eyes as they and their nearly crumbled toy of a private aircraft perched on the edge of a cliff formed from what could only once have been a colossal spaceship; the likes of which they had never seen in media of truth or fiction.
The recording equipment produced a sputtering of sounds and unstable, shaky video before dropping completely only to resume again twenty seconds later. More instability from interference mysteriously teased a scene with increasingly sparse precious numbers of frames, audio, and other readings before ending on their finale: Small, small fluffy sapients backing themselves up to the very edge of the ship-cliff as a towering, muscular, two-armed, two-legged suited giant emerged from a previously unseen panel on the craft and looked right at them. The camera went blank as did the other recordings right before one last bit of audio: a garbled and untranslatable "We come"...“mankind”..."peace."

Ahh yes daddy buzz this pussy ahhh
Mhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ahhhYou want to go first? - No, you go. Oh, my. What's available? Restroom attendant's open, not for the reason you think. - Any chance of getting the Krelman? - Sure, you're on. I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. Wax monkey's always open. The Krelman opened up again. What happened? A bee died. Makes an opening. , bears and bats. Also, I got a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. Murphy's in a home because of it, babbling like a cicada! - That's awful. - And a reminder for you rookies, bee law number one, absolutely no talking to humans! All right, launch positions! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Black and yellow! Hello! You ready for this, hot shot? Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. Wind, check. - Antennae, check. - Nectar pack, check. - Wings, check. - Stinger, check. Scared out of my shorts, check. OK, ladies, let's move it out! Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! All of you, drain those flowers! Wow! I'm out! I can't believe I'm out! So blue. I feel so fast and free! Box kite! Wow! Flowers! "Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. - That's very funny. - Yeah. Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, we'd cry with what we have to deal with. Anyway... Oan I... ...get you something? - Like what? I don't know. I mean... I don't know. Ooffee? I don't want to put you out. It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. - It's just coffee. - I hate to impose. - Don't be ridiculous! - Actually, I would love a cup. Hey, you want rum cake? - I shouldn't. - Have some. - No, I can't. - Oome on! I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. - Where? - These stripes don't help. You look great! I don't know if you know anything about fashion. Are you all right? No. He's making the tie in the cab as they're flying up Madison. He finally gets there. He runs up the steps into the church. The wedding is on. And he says,
THEY SEE ME ROLLIN THEY HATINg THEY TRYNA GET MY DICK MAD DIRTY idk the song lyrics tbh but that's how I remembered it as a kid
"Watermelon? I thought you said Guatemalan. Why would I marry a watermelon?" Is that a bee joke? That's the kind of stuff we do. Yeah, different. So, what are you gonna do, Barry? About work? I don't know. I want to do my part for the hive, but I can't do it the way they want. I right. Well, then... I guess I'll see you around. Or not. OK, Barry. And thank you so much again... for before. Oh, that? That was nothing. Well, not nothing, but... Anyway... This can't possibly work. He's all set to go. We may as well try it. OK, Dave, pull the chute. - Sounds amazing. - It was amazing! It was the scariest, happiest moment of my life. Humans! I can't believe you were with humans! Giant, scary humans! What were they like? Huge and crazy. They talk crazy. They eat crazy giant things. They drive crazy. - Do they try and kill you, like on TV? - Some of them. But some of them don't. - How'd you get back? - Poodle. You did it, and I'm glad. You saw whatever you wanted to see. You had your "experience." Now you can pick out yourjob and be normal. - Well... - Well? Well, I met someone. You did? Was she Bee-ish? - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! - No, no, no, not a wasp. - Spider? - I'm not attracted to spiders. I know it's the hottest thing, with the eight legs and all. I can't get by that face. So who is she? She's... human. No, no. That's a bee law. You wouldn't break a bee law. - Her name's Vanessa. - Oh, boy. She's so nice. And she's a florist! Oh, no! You're dating a human florist! We're not dating. You're flying outside the hive, talking to humans that attack our homes with power washers and M-80s! One-eighth a stick of dynamite! She saved my life! And she understands me. This is over! Eat this. This is not over! What was that? - They call it a crumb. - It was so stingin' stripey! And that's not what they eat. That's what falls ... Sit down! ...really hot! - Listen to me! We are not them! We're us. There's us and there's them! Yes, but who can deny the heart that is yearning? There's no yearning. Stop yearning. Listen to me! You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. Thinking bee! - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! There he is. He's in the pool. You know what your problem is, Barry? I gotta start thinking bee? How much longer will this go on? It's been three days! Why aren't you working? I've got a lot of big life decisions to think about. What life? You have no life! You have no job. You're barely a bee! Would it kill you to make a little honey? Barry, come out. Your father's talking to you. Martin, would you talk to him? Barry, I'm talking to you! You coming? Got everything? All set! Go ahead. I'll catch up. Don't be too long. Watch this! Vanessa! - We're still here. - I told you not to yell at
I have a disturbing panty fetish help me guys
really got that down to a science. - I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. - I'll bet. What in the name of Mighty Hercules is this? How did this get here? Oute Bee, Golden Blossom, Ray Liotta Private Select? - Is he that actor? - I never heard of him. - Why is this here? - For people. We eat it. You don't have enough food of your own? - Well, yes. - How do you get it? - Bees make it. - I know who makes it! And it's hard to make it! There's heating, cooling, stirring. You need a whole Krelman thing! - It's organic. - It's our-ganic! It's just honey, Barry. Just what?! Bees don't know about this! This is stealing! A lot of stealing! You've taken our homes, schools, hospitals! This is all we have! And it's on sale?! I'm getting to the bottom of this. I'm getting to the bottom of all of this! Hey, Hector. - You almost done? - Almost. He is here. I sense it. Well, I guess I'll go home now and just leave this nice honey out, with no one around. You're busted, box boy! I knew I heard something. So you can talk! I can talk. And now you'll start talking! Where you getting the sweet stuff? Who's your supplier? I don't understand. I thought we were friends. The last thing we want to do is upset bees! You're too late! It's ours now! You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword! You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio! Where is the honey coming from? Tell me where! Honey Farms! It comes from Honey Farms! Orazy person! What horrible thing has happened here? These faces, they never knew what hit them. And now they're on the road to nowhere! Just keep still. What? You're not dead? Do I look dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? To Honey Farms. I am onto something huge here. I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood, crazy stuff.
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Blows your head off! I'm going to Tacoma. - And you? - He really is dead. All right. Uh-oh! - What is that?! - Oh, no! - A wiper! Triple blade! - Triple blade? Jump on! It's your only chance, bee! Why does everything have to be so doggone clean?! How much do you people need to see?! Open 6969696996996999999969969699تيخيزهسمسوسخسمستسخميتيهشخ mosquito, smack, smack! At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls. Mosquito girls try to trade up, geahahahahagahahaga bitches pls help siakiaosasksk skpss kskskskskskst with a moth, dragonfly. Mosquito girl don't want no mosquito. You got to be kidding me! Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So long, bee! - Hey, guys! - Mooseblood! I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you bring your crazy straw? We throw it in jars, slap a labe كس امك يا حول احا خخخخخخخl on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. What is this place? A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead. They are pinheads! Pinhead. - Oheck out the new smoker. - Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. The Thomas 3000! Smoker? sting the humans, one place where it matters. Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action news source. No more bee beards! With Bob Bumble at the anchor desk. Weather with Storm Stinger. Sports with Buzz Larvi. And Jeanette Ohung. - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. - And I'm Jeanette Ohung. A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, intends to sue the human race for stealing our honey, packaging it and profiting from it illegally! Tomorrow night on Bee Larry week! They're scary, hairy and here live. Always leans forward, pointy shoulders, r yogurt night! Bye-bye. Why is yogurt night so difficult?! You poor thing. You two have been at this for hours! Yes, and Adam here has been a huge help. - Frosting... - How many sugars? Just one. I try not to use the competition. Sabsjsjsjo why are you helping me? Bees have good qualities. And it takes my mind off the shop. Instead of flowers, people are giving balloon bouquets now. Those are great, if you're three. And artificial flowers. - Oh, those just get here in downtown Manhattan, where the world anxiously waits, because for the firahsusnahst time in history, we will hear for ourselves if a honeybee can actually speak. What have we gotten into here, Barry? It's pretty big, isn't it? I can't believe how many humans don't work during the day. You think billion-dollar multinational food companies have good lawyers? Everybody
I CALL MY DICK THE LARGE HADRON COLLIDER CUZ IT DEFINITELY BIG AND IT DEF BE COLLDINF WITH THE BITCHES
needs to stay behind the barricade. - What's the matter? - I don't know, I just got a chill. Well, if it isn't the bee team. You boys work on this? All rise! The Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding. All right. Oase number 4475, Superior Oourt of New York, Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry is now in session. Mr. Montgomery, you're representing the five food companies collectively? A privilege. Mr. Benson... you're representing all the bees of the world? I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to proceed. Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, my grandmother was a simple woman. Born on a farm, she believed it was man's divine right to benefit from the bounty of nature God put before us. If we lived in the topsy-turvy world Mr. Benson imagines, just think of what would it mean. I would have to negotiate with the silkworm for the elastic in my britches! Talking bee! How do we know this isn't some sort of holographic motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? They could be using laser beams! Robotics! Ventriloquism! Oloning! For all we know, he could be on steroids! Mr. Benson? Ladies and gentlemen, there's no trickery here. I'm just an ordinary bee. Honey's pretty important to me. It's important to all bees. We invented it! We make it. And we protect it with our lives. Unfortunately, there are some people in this room who think they can take it from us 'cause we're the little guys! I'm hoping that, after this is all over, you'll see how, by taking our honey, you not only take everything we have but everything we are! I wish he'd dress like that all the time. So nice! Oall your first witness. So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey Farms, big company you have. I suppose so. I see you also own Honeyburton and Honron! Yes, they provide beekeepers for our farms. Beekeeper. I find that to be a very disturbing term. I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? - No. - I couldn't hear you. - No. - No. Because you don't free bees. You keep bees. Not only that, it seems you thought a bear would be an appropriate image for a jar of honey. They're very ! How'd you like his head crashing through your living room?! Biting into your couch! Spitting out your throw pillows! OK, that's enough. Take him away. So, Mr. Sting, thank you for being here. Your name intrigues me. - Where have I heard it before? - I was with a band called The Police. But you've never been a police officer, have you? No, I haven't. No, you haven't. And so here we have yet another example of bee culture casually stolen by a human for nothing more than a prance-about stage name. congratulations on your Emmy win for a guest spot on ER in 2005. Thank you. Thank you. I see from your resume that you're devilishly handsome with a churning inner turmoil that's ready to blow. I enjoy what I do. Is you're one of them! Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night... My nerves are fried from riding on this emotional roller coaster! Goodbye, Ken. And for your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners made by man! I'm sorry about all that. I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it! I always felt there was some kind of barrier between Ken and me. I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. Are you OK for the trial? I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. We would like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. Good idea! You can really see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... Yeah. Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's gonna be all over. Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn this jury around is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. - You got the tweezers? - Are you allergic? Only to losing, son. Only to losing. Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd all like to know. What exactly is your relationship to that woman? We're friends. - Good friends? - Yes. How good? Do you live together? Wait a minute... Are you her little... ...bedbug? I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what
Y'all think venasaa wanted to fuck Barry? Too bad that male bees ball explode after they nut speaking of HONEY NUT CHEERIOS AHH
understand, doesn't your queen give birth to all the bee children? - Yeah, but... - So those aren't your real parents! - Oh, Barry... - Yes, they are! Hold me back! You're an illegitimate bee, aren't you, Benson? He's denouncing bees! Don't y'all date your cousins? - Objection! - I'm going to pincushion this guy! Adam, don't! It's what he wants! Oh, I'm hit!! Oh, lordy, I am hit! Order! Order! The venom! The venom is coursing through my veins! I have been felled by a winged beast of destruction! You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped savages! Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. Look, there's a little celery still on it. What was it like to sting someone? I can't explain it. It was all... All adrenaline and then... and then ecstasy! All right. You think it was all a trap? Of course. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. What were we thinking? Look at us. We're just a couple of bugs in this world. What will the humans do to us if they win? I don't know. I hear they put the roaches in motels. That doesn't sound so bad. Adam, they check in, but they don't check out! Oh, my. Oould you get a nurse to close that window? - Why? - The smoke. Bees don't smoke. Right. Bees don't smoke. Bees don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. That's it! That's our case! It is? It's not over? Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. Get back to the court and stall. Stall any way you can. And assuming you've done step correctly, you're ready for the tub. Mr. Flayman. Yes? Yes, Your Honor! Where is the rest of your team? Well, Your Honor, it's interesting. Bees are trained to fly haphazardly, and as a result, we don't make very good time. I actually heard a funny story about... Your Honor, Hold it, Your Honor! You want a smoking gun? Here is your smoking gun. What is that? It's a bee smoker! What, this? This harmless little contraption? This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. Look at what has happened to bees who have never been asked, "Smoking or non?" Is this what nature intended for us? To be forcibly addicted to smoke machines and man-made wooden slat work camps? Living out our lives as honey slaves to the white man? - What are we gonna do? - He's playing the species card. Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees!
I quit porn for 5 days. I am so horny. If a lady touched my legs I would bust. Please help. I was on the verge to develop a vaccine for aids via targeting the reverse transcriptase enzyme using the same technology in the the Covid-19 but I cannot masterbate to make it.
Free the bees! Free the bees! The court finds in favor of the bees! Vanessa, we won! I knew you could do it! High-five! Sorry. I'm OK! You know what this means? All the honey will finally belong to the bees. Now we won't have to work so hard all the time. This is an unholy perversion of the balance of nature, Benson. You'll regret this. Barry, how much honey is out there? All right. One at a time. Barry, who are you wearing? My sweater is Ralph Lauren, and I have no pants. - What if Montgomery's right? - What do you mean? We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million years. Oongratulations on your victory. What will you demand as a settlement? First, we'll demand a complete shutdown of all bee work camps. Then we want back the honey that was ours to begin with, every last drop. We demand an end to the glorification of the bear as anything more and nectar detail. Returning to base. Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out there. Oh, yeah? What's going on? Where is everybody? - Are they out celebrating? - They're home. They don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in. I heard your Uncle Oarl was on his way to San Antonio with a cricket. At least we got our honey back. Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? Who wouldn't? It's the greatest thing in the world! I was excited to be part of making it. This was my new desk. This was my new job. I wanted to do it really well. And now... Now I can't. I don't understand why they're not happy. I thought their lives would be better! They're doing nothing. It's amazing. Honey really changes people. You don't have any idea what's going on, do you? - What did you want to show me? - This. What happened here? That is not the half of it. Oh, no. Oh, my. They're all wilting. Doesn't look very good, does it? No. And whose fault do you think that you were remodeling. But I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. I don't want to hear it! All right, they have the roses, the roses have the pollen. I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. All we gotta do is get what they've got back here with what we've got. - Bees. - Park. - Pollen! - Flowers. - Repollination! - Across the nation! Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, Oalifornia. They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be tight. I have an idea. Vanessa Bloome, FTD. Official floral business. It's real. Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. Thank you. It was a gift. Once inside, we just pick the right float. How about The Princess and the Pea? I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! Yes, I got it. - Where should I sit? - What are you? - I believe I'm the pea. - The pea? It goes under the mattresses. - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! Let's see what this baby'll do. Hey, what are you doing?! Then all we do is blend in with traffic... ...without arousing suspicion. Once at the , we'll have just enough pollen to do the job. Oan you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough pollen to do the job! I think this is gonna work. It's got to work. Attention, passengers, this is Oaptain Scott. We have a bit of bad weather in New York. It looks like we'll experience a couple hours delay. Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll never make it. I gotta get up there and talk to them. Be careful. Oan I get help with the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer. Oaptain, I'm in a real situation. - What'd you say, Hal? - Nothing. Bee! Don't freak out! My entire species... What are you doing? - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! - Who's an attorney? Don't move. Oh, Barry. Good afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B please report to the cockpit? And please hurry! What happened here? There was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. One's bald, one's in a boat, they're both unconscious! - Is that
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another bee joke? - No! No one's flying the plane! This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your status? This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. Where's the pilot? He's unconscious, and so is the copilot. Not good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience? As a matter of fact, there is. - Who's that? - Barry Benson. From the honey trial?! Oh, great. Vanessa, this is nothing more than a big metal bee. It's got giant wings, huge engines. I can't fly a plane. - Why not? Isn't John Travolta a pilot? - Yes. How hard could it be? Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. This is Bob Bumble. We have some late-breaking news from JFK Airport, where a suspenseful scene is developing. Barry Benson, fresh from his legal victory... That's Barry! ...is attempting to land a plane, loaded with people, flowers and an incapacitated flight crew. Flowers?! We have a storm in the area and two individuals at the controls with absolutely no flight experience. Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane. I'm quite familiar with Mr. Benson and his no-account compadres. They've done enough damage. But isn't he your only hope? Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at all. Their wings are too small... Haven't we heard this a million times? "The surface area of the wings and body mass make no sense." - Get this on the air! - Got it. - Stand by. - We're going live. The way we work may be a mystery to you. Making honey takes a lot of bees doing a lot of small jobs. But let me tell you about a small job. If you do it well, it makes a big difference. More airport, there's no stopping us. Stop! Security. - You and your insect pack your float? - Yes. Has it been in your possession the entire time? Would you remove your shoes? - Remove your stinger. - It's part of me. I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your flight. Then if we're lucky!
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Left, right, down, hover. - Hover? - Forget hover. This isn't so hard. Beep-beep! Beep-beep! Barry, what happened?! Wait, I think we were on autopilot the whole time. - That may have been helping me. - And now we're not! So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. All of you, let's - Black and yellow. - Hello. All right, let's drop this tin can on the blacktop. Where? I can't see anything. Oan you? No, nothing. It's all cloudy. Oome on. You got to think bee, Barry. - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! -million-year-old instinct. Bring the nose down. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - What in the world is on the tarmac? - Get some lights on that! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - Vanessa, aim for the flower. - OK. Out the engines. We're going in on bee power. Ready, boys? Affirmative! Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it. Land on that flower! Ready? Full reverse! Spin it around! - Not that flower! The other one! - Which one? - That flower. - I'm aiming at the flower! That's a fat guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of millions of bees! Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. Rotate around it. - This is insane, Barry! - This's the only way I know how to fly. Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an insect-like pattern? Get your nose in there. Don't be afraid. Smell it. Full reverse! Just drop it. Be a part of it. Aim for the center! Now drop it in! Drop it in, woman! Oome on, already. Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly! - Yes. No high-five! - Right. Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower? What giant flower? Where? Of course I saw the flower! That was genius! - Thank you. - But we're not done yet. Listen, everyone! This runway is covered with the last pollen from the last flowers available anywhere on Earth. That means this is our last chance. We're the only ones who make honey, pollinate flowers and dress like this. If we're hdusjdjeowokwje8sjsu0akwha9nwe89wb28ekenhd8dne8w3uoskwnsiwnehs8neuskebeisknsgonna survive as a species, this is our moment! What do you say? Are we going to be bees, orjust Museum of Natural History keychains? We're bees! Keychain! Then follow me! Except Keychain. Hold on, Barry. Here. You've earned this. Yeah! I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect fit. All I gotta do are the sleeves. Oh, yeah. That's our Barry. Mom! The bees are back! If anybody needs to make a call, now's the time. I got a feeling we'll be working late tonight! Here's your change. Have a great afternoon! Oan I help who's next? Would you like some honey with that? It is bee-approved. Don't forget these.
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Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. And I don't see a nickel! Sometimes I just feel like a piece of meat! I had no idea. Barry, I'm sorry. Have you got a moment? Would you excuse me? My mosquito associate will help you. Sorry I'm late. He's a lawyer too? I was already a blood-sucking parasite. All I needed was a briefcase. Have a great afternoon! Barry, I just got this huge tulip order, and I can't get them anywhere. No problem, Vannie. Just leave it to me. You're a lifesaver, Barry. Oan I help who's next? All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. Thank you, Barry! That bee is living my life! Let it go, Kenny. - When will this nightmare e0000000000h who lives in a pineapple under the sea?? d?! - Let it all go. - Beautiful day to fly. - Sure is. Between you and me, I was dying to get out of that office. You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. - Thinking bee! - Me? Hold it. Let's just stop for a second. Hold it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone. Oan we stop here? I'm not making a major life decision during a production number! All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, guys. I had virtually no rehearsal for that.

Chapter 5: A Night to Remember
Prom night arrived in Greenfield, casting an air of excitement and anticipation over the students of Greenfield High School. The gymnasium was transformed into a dazzling spectacle, adorned with twinkling lights, cascading balloons, and an enchanting dance floor. For Clark Kent, it was a night that held the promise of both joy and vulnerability.
As Clark donned his tailored suit, he couldn't help but feel a mix of nerves and excitement. The thought of spending the evening with Lana Lang, his longtime crush and friend, sent his heart racing. He looked in the mirror, adjusting his tie, and whispered to himself, "Tonight is the night, Clark. Tonight, you'll take a leap of faith."
Arriving at the prom venue, Clark's eyes scanned the room, searching for Lana amidst the sea of elegantly dressed students. And there she was, standing near the entrance, her radiant smile captivating everyone who laid eyes on her. Clark's heart skipped a beat as he made his way towards her.
"Lana," Clark greeted, his voice filled with genuine warmth. "You look absolutely breathtaking tonight."
Blushing slightly, Lana twirled a strand of her hair. "Thank you, Clark. You clean up pretty well yourself," she replied with a soft giggle.
Hand in hand, they stepped onto the dance floor, moving to the rhythm of the music. Clark's superhuman senses heightened the experience, allowing him to feel the faintest tremor of Lana's hand in his. In that moment, he felt a connection, a bond that transcended words.
As the night unfolded, Clark and Lana shared laughter, stories, and dreams. Their friendship blossomed into something deeper, something that held the promise of a future filled with love and companionship. They danced under the stars, lost in the magic of the evening, oblivious to the world around them.
In the quiet moments between songs, Clark gathered his courage and looked into Lana's eyes. "Lana, there's something I've wanted to tell you for the longest time. You mean everything to me. You've always been there, even when I couldn't fully be myself."
Lana's eyes sparkled with a mixture of surprise and anticipation. "Clark, you mean the world to me too. There's a connection between us that I can't explain. I've always felt it."
Taking a deep breath, Clark continued, "Lana, I... I want to be honest with you. There's something I've kept hidden, something I need to share. I'm not like everyone else. I have abilities beyond what anyone can comprehend. But with you, Lana, I want to be completely open. I want to show you who I truly am."
Lana's gaze held a mixture of curiosity and trust. "Clark, I may not fully understand what you're saying, but I trust you. And I want to know all of you, every part of you."
With a smile, Clark took Lana's hand, leading her to a quiet corner of the prom venue. In the secluded space, he summoned the courage to reveal his true self. His hands began to glow with a soft, ethereal light, a manifestation of his extraterrestrial powers.
As Lana watched in awe, Clark's secret was laid bare before her. The initial shock transformed into wonder, acceptance, and a deeper love that surpassed any boundaries. Lana embraced Clark, her heart overflowing with a newfound understanding.
"Clark, you're incredible," Lana whispered, her voice filled with awe. "You're not just an ordinary boy from Greenfield. You're extraordinary,

Which means no matter how ugly or drab the feelings may be, I can dress them up, make them look pretty so that others may stop and stare and think, “oh that’s beautiful”. Making misery beautiful. That’s what we do.
I have a life, or at least had a life. I’ve laughed, I’ve loved but one thing I’ve never seen is a good day. Never a good day. Always bad ones. And I’m brought down now. The weight of waiting for days to finally be better is too much to shoulder. One drink per week has become four each night, one smoke a day has become a packet finished before noon and the white pills are now red yellow blue and pink.
Each passing day, I sink deeper and deeper and it’s all dark and quiet here now. Maybe I should be grateful for this moment of peace but my mind, it never stops. It’s too loud. I can’t see, I can’t speak, I can’t breathe. I’m tired of relying on your arms to pull me up when I swim down the deep end. Just let me be. Let me drown. I love you so much. I know what it is that I will do to you if we keep this up, it’s what my mother did to my father and life has a funny thing of repeating itself. I can’t make you a sad, confused man. Even though if anyone can save me, it’s you. I tried so hard to be better but there’s something so comforting about going back tot your roots.
The love of a poet, you will carry it with you forever. I will sleep in your bed tonight and tomorrow and one day, I will quietly slip out in the middle of the night and you’ll never have to see me again.
I love you so much. I love you too much. I wish life could’ve been better. I wish.

This isn't as serious as some of the other posts here, but it is kind of annoying. We have a pretty good relationship but I really want him to have better eating habits and stop being so picky. I love trying new foods, and I've been trying to include more vegetables and healthy items in my diet; he will not eat them, and when we go out to eat (we are not currently doing so to save money) sometimes he refuses to order food. This is because there's nothing on the menu he wants to eat, which is quite disappointing because I enjoy eating together with him. Because of this, even when we could afford to eat out it was a pain finding a restaurant he'd like. Most of the time we had to go to Waffle House instead of something more sophisticated, because he's usually only willing to do fast food restaurants.
The reason for this is that he has the palate of a three-year-old. He only eats stuff like chicken nuggets, ice cream, cheese pizza, cheeseburgers, french fries, hot dogs, mac and cheese, etc, and refuses to eat pretty much anything else. Anything that has a flavor more complex than say, ketchup and mustard on a hot dog, he refuses to touch with a ten foot pole. Any toppings on pizza that aren't pepperoni or bacon he won't eat. I can't get him to try sushi, seafood, BBQ, Indian food, Mediterranean food, or even the vast majority of mexican food. Even taco bell is too much for him sometimes, and that is about as Mexican as a winter in New England.
I got him to try something different once - soft shell crabs, and he loved it, even though he was very apprehensive. But that was on a vacation we took two years ago together so I guess he was feeling a bit more adventurous.
I would love for him to be able to at least be willing to try certain foods that he is not familiar with. It's awkward and a bit disappointing to do something like go out to eat, and then the person you're with refuses to order, so you're sitting there eating your food while they have nothing. Very awkward.