I was a professional juggler for like five years and all of my friends politely pretend it never happened.
Sometimes I will be holding three or more similarly sized objects and they will all shoot me the kind of warning glances typically reserved for cats who are about to swipe a fresh and crispy fish stick from a small child’s hand.
I gaze wistfully at a basket of apples and they all think, “Don’t you FUCKING dare,” so hard that I take psychic damage.
Actually there isn’t a lot to unpack…. he was born in Daytona, Florida and grew up in Orlando, Florida…. he would have been 10 in 1952… and as a native Floridian I can confirm that this would have not been abnormal in 1952 if you lived in Florida… even today, this would not be abnormal. Florida plays by its own rules.
This is your local Scandinavian telling y’all that Norse mythology has a goddess called Lofn who is a goddess of love and bringing together those ‘for whom marriage was forbidden or banned’, and I’m not saying she said gay rights, but she totally said gay rights.
A- are you single? B- birthday? C- crush? D- did u get ur first kiss? E- easiest person to talk to? F- favorite song? G- good at? H- hair color? I- in love? J- jealous of? K- known as? L- longest relationship? M- middle name? N- number? O- one wish? P- person last texted? Q- question always asked? R- reason to smile? S- song last listened to T- time you woke up? U- 3 biggest wishes? V- violent moment? W- worst fear? X- ex you still liked after it was ended? Y- your last hug? Z- zodiac sign?
