I’ve recently mined out a huge amount of post ideas after my really prolonged dry spell and I have begun writing them. But alas, I hit a snag where finding the reference materials and pictures was really hard to do due to the sheer quantity of stuff I had to go through to find the exact one I need. However, I did hit upon the idea this post will be about (In the shower, weirdly enough. I normally get these flashes of “genius” just as I’m about to sleep). So for today, as a sort of a filler and a post just to entertain all (For I assure you, you will be entertained), this is a post about ALLLLLLLLL me fetishes.
Oh yeah, you guys and girls f******g read that right. My fetishes and their origins. Time to descend down the dark, unlit passageways of CyborgCommunist’s mind to reach that one room with the huge words “FETISHES” plastered on the door.
Again I have another post about Otakus. It’s just it’s such a great topic to talk about and there are so many things that can be discussed and shared. For today, I am going to talk about Talking with Otakus. That title makes no sense? Let me (attempt badly to) explain.
First thing first, I know that there have been several posts about this already floating around, but it seems like something really interesting to talk about and for the fact that I already had plans to do this post in my To-Do list but I just never got the time. So anywhat, Why Anime?
Sorry for the premature posting that cheated several of you of your feelings, my WordPress App for my phone is rather trollish. A rather contreversial question that I chose, both sides do have their strong points and I will do this in the most
impartial random way that I can.
I’ve been egging(?) to tell someone about this rather interesting incident that occurred with 3 of our writers, Cyborg, Free and myself.
All three of us had to go for chinese remedials (yes we suck at our mother tongue) and managed to get ourselves into the same remedial class. Not interesting I know, hang a moment.