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Posted 5 years agoYou're better off following my twitter account(s) for a lot more size/boob stuff being posted semi often.
https://twitter.com/Colacoot?s=09 is my main, im there almost all of the time.
https://twitter.com/nanocoot?s=09 is an alt where i talk more about size things n' post the more "extreme" things there.
https://twitter.com/Colacoot?s=09 is my main, im there almost all of the time.
https://twitter.com/nanocoot?s=09 is an alt where i talk more about size things n' post the more "extreme" things there.
hehe
Posted 5 years agohehe funny furaffinity account make posts go bbbrrrrrrrr
About notes and stuff
Posted 6 years agoGonna be real with you guys, I don't like Furaffinity's note system and rarely check/want to respond to stuff on it.
Easier way to get in touch would be a dm on twitter or something during daytime hours ( though please don't try to roleplay with me or do anything super weird )
Easier way to get in touch would be a dm on twitter or something during daytime hours ( though please don't try to roleplay with me or do anything super weird )
cola art drought update extravaganza hullaboo
Posted 6 years agoIf anyone here's been following me and basically waiting for like... forever to see something pop up, sorry about that.
I'm still not entirely used to how furaffinity works and operates, hell even notes are just kinda strange to me too since i'm a guy that prefers like... DMs and whatnot
i've made strides to sorta push the fact that i post a LOT more on twitter and stuff so like... yeah if you aren't following me there, don't know what else to say.............. link: https://twitter.com/gigacoot
I may or may not upload some completed works from there to here in their raw form soon?? maybe this weekend???????
bluh
I'm still not entirely used to how furaffinity works and operates, hell even notes are just kinda strange to me too since i'm a guy that prefers like... DMs and whatnot
i've made strides to sorta push the fact that i post a LOT more on twitter and stuff so like... yeah if you aren't following me there, don't know what else to say.............. link: https://twitter.com/gigacoot
I may or may not upload some completed works from there to here in their raw form soon?? maybe this weekend???????
bluh
The Ghost Of Cong Fritter's Past
Posted 6 years ago Two teenagers sit lonely in the corner of an old bar. It is a cold day outside, and all you can hear is the wind brushing against the window. The teens are young and probably on something. The bartender could tell because their eyes looked just like cherries.
They have no concern, but one. Across the bar, sits the only other man at the booth. It is a very old man. He looks troubled, probably because he has whole meat chunks for eyes. The hipsters chuckle at the strange sight of the man.
The old man grips his glass of rum so tight, it breaks in his hand. Then, he turns his head slowly at the two teenagers. Shortly after, he screams in agonizing pain because glass shards are stuck in his hands. He crawls to the kids and would be looking at them in the eyes, but can not because his eyes are meat. “Who in the living hell chuckled?”
One of the teens slowly raised his hand.
“Well there sonny. That chuckle of yours reminds me of a story.”
“Save your breath old man, we aren't interested.”
In an instant, the old man's smile disappeared. He stared at them both with grim, dark eyes. It was all over now. The old man jumped in the air and spun in circles. He looked like a majestic butterfly. With a swift turn, he faced the boys mid-air and shot a load of tobacco into their eyes. They screamed in pain, and the old man asked once more, this time smiling.
“Do y’all mother fuckers want to hear a STORY?”
It was too late. The kids new their fate. Did I just bust a rhyme? Maybe another time. The kids sat, rubbing their eyes and prepared for whatever came next.
Slowly, the old man unzipped his zipper and zipped it back up.
They have no concern, but one. Across the bar, sits the only other man at the booth. It is a very old man. He looks troubled, probably because he has whole meat chunks for eyes. The hipsters chuckle at the strange sight of the man.
The old man grips his glass of rum so tight, it breaks in his hand. Then, he turns his head slowly at the two teenagers. Shortly after, he screams in agonizing pain because glass shards are stuck in his hands. He crawls to the kids and would be looking at them in the eyes, but can not because his eyes are meat. “Who in the living hell chuckled?”
One of the teens slowly raised his hand.
“Well there sonny. That chuckle of yours reminds me of a story.”
“Save your breath old man, we aren't interested.”
In an instant, the old man's smile disappeared. He stared at them both with grim, dark eyes. It was all over now. The old man jumped in the air and spun in circles. He looked like a majestic butterfly. With a swift turn, he faced the boys mid-air and shot a load of tobacco into their eyes. They screamed in pain, and the old man asked once more, this time smiling.
“Do y’all mother fuckers want to hear a STORY?”
It was too late. The kids new their fate. Did I just bust a rhyme? Maybe another time. The kids sat, rubbing their eyes and prepared for whatever came next.
Slowly, the old man unzipped his zipper and zipped it back up.
Tumblr Purge Thing
Posted 7 years agoim probably gonna start uploading my backup images from Tumblr over the week or whatever, so uh
whoever's still here and waiting for content is gonna a lot of it
whoever's still here and waiting for content is gonna a lot of it
