Real question though.

My black cloth chair has all these stains. Sometimes I can scratch them off or I find licking a paper towel and rubbing it out helps a little. Any other advice on how to get these white stains out?

Also if you have similar advice for a keyboard, mouse, screen, underside of a desk, wall, ceiling, carpet, and my glasses. Much appreciated.

Do you use your fingers or a fork?

It’s the worst and you can’t even stop it like you can stop eating. You just have to endure and push through.

I’d try that, but I think it would really fill me up.

I’ll try.

It kind of is since it’s a sphincter that opens and closes.

One more garbage product and we’ll truly have summoned Beelzebub with the unholy Trinity.

Only the dim glow of the screen illuminated Hackerman, leaving his face in a shrouded mystery under his hood.

From the corner of Hackerman’s room, a figure crept out of the void. A nightmare silhouette crowned with a trillby hat. Hatman stood behind Hackerman, his cold strong hands squeezed Hackman’s shoulders. 

The frenzy of typing ceased. Hackman spun around in his Respawn Pro chair. Their faceless expressions hide their desires. 

“Are you not scared stiff?” Hatman whispered.

“Oh I’m stiff but not scared.” Hackman replied.

Hatman’s eyes moved down to Hackerman’s lap to see a tower of lust erected in his honor. He was shocked by the size.

“People only see me from the desk up, I have no need for pants.” Hackman said.

In a moment of passion Hatman spun around and dropped his shadow pants to expose his shadow love hole.

Looking over his shoulder Hatman said “No one can move because of all the benadryl and I just want someone to move me! Take me Hackman!”

Hackman stood and placed his nibble fingers around Hatman’s slender waist. He took one hand and lowered Hatman down with such force, his hat fell off. Than he thrusted deep.

“I’m in!” moaned Hackerman.

Has anyone done a fanfic of hackerman and hatman falling in love? Like hatman shows up in the dark room and instead of being scared, they kiss.

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From 5pm to 11pm I have second work. So I need 11pm to 1am to just be myself.

Probably from the Precambrian period?

My POV reading this post.