I never held any real hope for the flying car, and always thought the moon cities were predicted way earlier than would be feasible.

The real question is where. is. my. god damn. hoverboard!?

Depends on the kink. Leather, whips, and paddles? Always been at least a little cool. Electroplay? Very cool.

Diaper play? To each their own, but not cool.

I’ve done ziplock bags for cargo short contents before, speeds security checks up a lot.

Man, ever since the early 2010s I’ve thought about Ender’s Game a LOT - and it’s always this part of the book, never the zero-g laser tag or genocide-by-arcade-machine parts.

Fucking competence. I wish I was bumbling fool with severe Dunning-Kruger more often than I care to admit.

I, for one, am a fan of the wickedness that is Yonge St. I am only saddened that I was born too late to experience it when it was really seedy.

Seriously, if I had a time machine Yonge St in the 1970s would be one of the first stops - along with Bloor St W and Huron St.

-Neutral name (sorry SJW)

Boo this person! (I kid, don’t boo them, they’re doing good work and I understand if not everyone wants to be a sh.it.head)