• KC_Royalz@lemmy.world
    14·
    23 hours ago

    I don’t think today’s generation would have survived the 90s. I can’t remember all the shirts we had like big Johnson brand, coed naked. Which we wore in school

    Edit - We actively seeked out movies with sex and or nudity. And who had the biggest nudie mag stash. And mostly everyone checked out the lingerie section in the jc penny catalog

    Edit 2 - like I’m glad there was a me too movement for women. But the times we’re just different then and 99.9 % of the time it was harmless fun and even the girls had the same amount of fun with it.

    Unlike the mysogintisc right wing today. You got your ass beat if you hurt a woman even amongst young Republicans back then. I beat the fuck out of a friend because he got handsy with a girl who repeatedly told him no. We’re still friends and he apologized and thanked me

  • DrSoap@lemmy.world
    83·
    22 hours ago

    Let’s normalize not taking pictures of or sharing pictures of people without their knowledge.

  • AceFuzzLord@lemmy.zip
    31·
    20 hours ago

    Probably a similar reason why people who might wear collars with “Good Boy” patches on them:

    Just don’t care what others think, for the mkst part

    Source:

    Me and the collar I recently got.

    Otherwise, probably think they’re funny and their wife doesn’t have the time to fight over it.

    Also, completely unrelated, but I just found out that on the Voyager app that if you tap and hold on the new comment header while typing a comment, it’ll switch between light/dark mode. Right as I was about to send this comment.

    Edit:

    Okay, light/dark switch on the top header bar thing in general. Not just comments.

    • Midnight Wolf@lemmy.worldEnglish
      2·
      12 hours ago

      I wore a collar from sophomore year until graduation, at school and at home. Stopped after as the folks were weirded out. Have a newer, nicer collar a few years ago that my master got for/with me, that I wear when we’re together. It’s nice.

      I stopped giving any fucks regarding what others think of me shortly after I became a furry two decades ago. I don’t have the time or the crayons to explain things to such simple, judgemental individuals, so I just don’t bother. Life’s too short for that shit.

      E: I need a tag, too. I don’t have anything written on mine.