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We feel your pain. Posts randomly go up and down daily. Makes it impossible to run a business. Tumblr simply doesn’t care about those they disadvantage. It’s like we don’t exist. Making it worse, they’ve stayed silent and let the bots do the dirty work people need to be doing. Its dehumanizing at best but it’s nice to know we’re not alone. We carry on and hope there’s actual people somewhere. Life beats bots. It MUST or we’re ALL toast.

Tumblr Inquisition

When did freedom of expression suddenly become an online crime? When did an attack on a specific subset of any group ever work to the benefit of any institution?

In this bloggers humble opinion, Tumblr’s December 17th forced genocide of Adult Content blogs is just another example of how our society is slipping backwards in its level of tolerance towards anything that is different, preferring to have this type of content hidden away, and marked with a scarlet letter of intolerance and shame.

Are there issues revolving around certain types of blogs Yes. Child pornography and other unacceptably content is abhorrent to all. Is Tumblr going after those specific types of blogs? No. Are they setting up a system that blocks minors from accessing adult content blogs? No. They are preferring to follow a simplistic “nuke it all” approach rather than address the overall problem. Taking a M.A.D (mutually assured destruction) approach, can only end in one way, for without adult content, Tumblr will die off.

So my friends and followers(93k amazing individuals), I challenge you to reblog this note, and challenge Tumblr’s decision. Perhaps, if enough of us stand up and protest some good will come of it. Resist, and fight the good, and honourable, fight.

Chris was already too busy trying on old costumes and REALLY didn’t want to be tied down to anything …but Brad might. (Wink wink)

U tell me Chris. How LOW. do u want 2 go?

Brad was one of those flappy things from the Atlanta Olympics that you see now at a car dealership or a bank, but as a raver club kid at a pool party at the Millennium.

Like anyone, it was difficult for Brad to imagine anything more than a decade old as not happening @ the same time.

That. That right there Brad. What do u call it? An under the armpit thingy? It’s gotta have a name.

On the last day of vacation, Luke found himself exhausticated at the hotel pool while the others went for breakfast. Food failed to make the radar with a drink still in hand. Luke had been up all night partaking in the shockingly raunchy but downright historical five way all nighter w/his ex, Brad and Chris and that gorgeous waiter. Yum. Who knew someone so beautiful could be so dirty?

...Well, all of them actually. That’s why it worked.

Gazing down toward the pool in a haze of reminiscence, a wave of putrid knocked Luke's drink into focus. Forced to look at it, Luke went razor sharp In the fog. It BETTER be OJ in that gad dang MAN-MOSA Brad made.

A chill then another icky wave passed through Luke. It definitely wasn’t OJ. Still, it wasn’t enough to motivate Luke to stand up.

Wow. Either Luke was really exhausted or far more filthy that he thought. A closer look revealed both to be true. But how true?

We’ll likely grapefruit true, but Luke would need to wade through containers of empty juice boxes to be 100% certain. That wasn’t going to happen given housekeeping already finished cleaning the room.

To investigate his boudoir tendencies tho, Luke would need to have more sex. Luckily he was fit, still legally drunk and wearing a speedo. Unlike housekeeping, all rang super helpful. Luke just needed to trade in this Man-mosa for a Bloody Mary, and he could start the reconnaissance right away.

Staring at his glass, Luke was struck with thought. Until this very moment, it never occurred to Luke gratitude could get him laid. He also thought to dump his drink on the grass as it could grow back. Whatever was in this manmosa would likely eat through the lining of the pool, and he needed his deposit back to pay his share for gas for the trip home.

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MANmosa