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Halloween
Posted 9 years agoIsn't halloween the Holy Trinity of Fursuiting? Where the hell are all the fursuiter? I walked around downtown Spokane all night and didn't see anyone else.
Coining new term!!
Adult Fursuiter that goes to adult places and does adult things in suit is a "Fursuiter"
Adult Fursuiter that bops around in general locals only and hugs children a lot is a "Mascot"
Coining new term!!
Adult Fursuiter that goes to adult places and does adult things in suit is a "Fursuiter"
Adult Fursuiter that bops around in general locals only and hugs children a lot is a "Mascot"
Red Cross
Posted 14 years agoThe Red Cross is a corrupt organization. Only 20% of the funds donated specifically for Katrina victims stayed in the US. Last year, the Red Cross accumulated a total of $50 million in fines from the heath over site agencies in the US for mishandling blood. Do us all a favor and donate to a local charity. Charity begins at home.
Every year local charities suffer more and more because they can not compete with the type of media the Red Cross is pounding into our lives. When you donate locally you can see the effect and keep track of progress, you have control and it helps out your community.
Spread the word. Help those in need in your neighborhood.
Every year local charities suffer more and more because they can not compete with the type of media the Red Cross is pounding into our lives. When you donate locally you can see the effect and keep track of progress, you have control and it helps out your community.
Spread the word. Help those in need in your neighborhood.
Furaffinity and beyond
Posted 16 years agoDAY 1
OMG
DAY 2
I awaken from my Fur overdose. Look around and begin to explore this bright new world. Pass out quickly again
DAY 3 Drowning is a sea of fur, I drift. The pain of life's lost can not compete with the ache of loves that I have never known. Waves crash over me, punishingly revealing my naivety. A chain tugs at me, limiting my efforts. My paws desperately slap at the surface, distorting the reflections. I scan the horizon, but my wolfish eyes fail me. My keen ears pick up the sounds of laughter. My heart races and my efforts grow more erratic.
DAY 4
I have given in. I float upon my back. The waves lift and rock my body. With each surge, I feel the tightness of the chain that holds me in place. I look up at a sky I have never seen. So bright, glowing and warm. I close my eyes and lose myself in the joyous sounds I hear from afar.
OMG
DAY 2
I awaken from my Fur overdose. Look around and begin to explore this bright new world. Pass out quickly again
DAY 3 Drowning is a sea of fur, I drift. The pain of life's lost can not compete with the ache of loves that I have never known. Waves crash over me, punishingly revealing my naivety. A chain tugs at me, limiting my efforts. My paws desperately slap at the surface, distorting the reflections. I scan the horizon, but my wolfish eyes fail me. My keen ears pick up the sounds of laughter. My heart races and my efforts grow more erratic.
DAY 4
I have given in. I float upon my back. The waves lift and rock my body. With each surge, I feel the tightness of the chain that holds me in place. I look up at a sky I have never seen. So bright, glowing and warm. I close my eyes and lose myself in the joyous sounds I hear from afar.
