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if people want to sit outside by themselves, that's their business. i do get annoyed when they leave their butts laying around though
Lawmakers are considering relaxing our public no-sitting laws, so some of us are organizing a smoke-in.
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if people want to sit outside by themselves, that's their business. i do get annoyed when they leave their butts laying around though
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Mar 30, 2019 07:49
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uber driver rolls up, i step inside and ask "do you mind if i sit in here?"
he sighs and rolls down the window next to me
but what if you want to smoke weed
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Mar 30, 2019 07:54
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- pixaal
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All ice cream is now for all beings, no matter how many legs.
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Won't you stand? Do you want your children to grow up without you because you died of a blood clot? It's not too late think of your children before it is, too late.
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Mar 30, 2019 11:57
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but what if you want to smoke weed
"smoke" weed?.. Oh, you're from that place. No, over here "weed" is a colloquial term for a certain kind of highly relaxing massage chair with these kneading things that just melt the stress out of your muscles and makes you feel really nice. You still sit in it though, which is unhealthy, but it's not as bad as sitting on a stool or some other chair. You can get massaging recliners if you're concerned about the health aspects of a seated massage, but they're pretty expensive.
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Mar 30, 2019 12:12
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- Jedrick
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 There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high-powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
Smoke weed every day.
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So I'm on a date with this really cute girl and it comes up in conversation that we are both sitters. We both agree that it's almost preferable to date other sitters, so you don't have to deal with the looming stigma. The evening proceeds, and eventually she invites me over. Score. We were having a real good time, we even snuck a sit on the bus over to her place. It was fun at the time, but a real red flag in hindsight. Her house is a little run down, but you know, times are tough so I didn't think much of it. We go inside and yeah, you guessed it, chairs. Not just the stools and folding chairs I'm used to, but big cushioned arm chairs and even a leather loveseat. Now, I've never been one for sitting inside my own home, but being the eternal optimist that I am, I start thinking about how cool it would be to have a friend's place were I could come sit indoors at maximum comfort, while still being able to go home to my own sit free environment. Without saying anything, she drags me over to the loveseat and we both pop a squat. We start making out, while sitting, and it's total sensory overload. For a brief moment, I'm in heaven. Something catches my eye mid-makeout however. Slumped over in the corner, in the most comfortable looking chair I've ever seen, is a skinny old guy with long grey hair and a scuzzy tshirt. He's passed out cold and drooling on himself. What the gently caress. This has me really anxious, like I can't stop looking at this guy in between smooches. Is he okay? Father? Roommate? Before I can ask her any of these questions, she suddenly jumps up from the couch and says "Hey, you wanna go lay down?" She bounds across the room and opens a door to reveal an entire room dedicated to a BED. At this point I'm freaking out, so I awkwardly excuse myself and get the hell out of there. I'll be the first to admit that I enjoy a good sit, but I don't gently caress with that hard stuff.
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Mar 30, 2019 15:44
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So I'm on a date with this really cute girl and it comes up in conversation that we are both sitters. We both agree that it's almost preferable to date other sitters, so you don't have to deal with the looming stigma. The evening proceeds, and eventually she invites me over. Score. We were having a real good time, we even snuck a sit on the bus over to her place. It was fun at the time, but a real red flag in hindsight. Her house is a little run down, but you know, times are tough so I didn't think much of it. We go inside and yeah, you guessed it, chairs. Not just the stools and folding chairs I'm used to, but big cushioned arm chairs and even a leather loveseat. Now, I've never been one for sitting inside my own home, but being the eternal optimist that I am, I start thinking about how cool it would be to have a friend's place were I could come sit indoors at maximum comfort, while still being able to go home to my own sit free environment. Without saying anything, she drags me over to the loveseat and we both pop a squat. We start making out, while sitting, and it's total sensory overload. For a brief moment, I'm in heaven. Something catches my eye mid-makeout however. Slumped over in the corner, in the most comfortable looking chair I've ever seen, is a skinny old guy with long grey hair and a scuzzy tshirt. He's passed out cold and drooling on himself. What the gently caress. This has me really anxious, like I can't stop looking at this guy in between smooches. Is he okay? Father? Roommate? Before I can ask her any of these questions, she suddenly jumps up from the couch and says "Hey, you wanna go lay down?" She bounds across the room and opens a door to reveal an entire room dedicated to a BED. At this point I'm freaking out, so I awkwardly excuse myself and get the hell out of there. I'll be the first to admit that I enjoy a good sit, but I don't gently caress with that hard stuff.
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Mar 30, 2019 15:55
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So I'm on a date with this really cute girl and it comes up in conversation that we are both sitters. We both agree that it's almost preferable to date other sitters, so you don't have to deal with the looming stigma. The evening proceeds, and eventually she invites me over. Score. We were having a real good time, we even snuck a sit on the bus over to her place. It was fun at the time, but a real red flag in hindsight. Her house is a little run down, but you know, times are tough so I didn't think much of it. We go inside and yeah, you guessed it, chairs. Not just the stools and folding chairs I'm used to, but big cushioned arm chairs and even a leather loveseat. Now, I've never been one for sitting inside my own home, but being the eternal optimist that I am, I start thinking about how cool it would be to have a friend's place were I could come sit indoors at maximum comfort, while still being able to go home to my own sit free environment. Without saying anything, she drags me over to the loveseat and we both pop a squat. We start making out, while sitting, and it's total sensory overload. For a brief moment, I'm in heaven. Something catches my eye mid-makeout however. Slumped over in the corner, in the most comfortable looking chair I've ever seen, is a skinny old guy with long grey hair and a scuzzy tshirt. He's passed out cold and drooling on himself. What the gently caress. This has me really anxious, like I can't stop looking at this guy in between smooches. Is he okay? Father? Roommate? Before I can ask her any of these questions, she suddenly jumps up from the couch and says "Hey, you wanna go lay down?" She bounds across the room and opens a door to reveal an entire room dedicated to a BED. At this point I'm freaking out, so I awkwardly excuse myself and get the hell out of there. I'll be the first to admit that I enjoy a good sit, but I don't gently caress with that hard stuff.
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Mar 30, 2019 16:23
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So I'm on a date with this really cute girl and it comes up in conversation that we are both sitters. We both agree that it's almost preferable to date other sitters, so you don't have to deal with the looming stigma. The evening proceeds, and eventually she invites me over. Score. We were having a real good time, we even snuck a sit on the bus over to her place. It was fun at the time, but a real red flag in hindsight. Her house is a little run down, but you know, times are tough so I didn't think much of it. We go inside and yeah, you guessed it, chairs. Not just the stools and folding chairs I'm used to, but big cushioned arm chairs and even a leather loveseat. Now, I've never been one for sitting inside my own home, but being the eternal optimist that I am, I start thinking about how cool it would be to have a friend's place were I could come sit indoors at maximum comfort, while still being able to go home to my own sit free environment. Without saying anything, she drags me over to the loveseat and we both pop a squat. We start making out, while sitting, and it's total sensory overload. For a brief moment, I'm in heaven. Something catches my eye mid-makeout however. Slumped over in the corner, in the most comfortable looking chair I've ever seen, is a skinny old guy with long grey hair and a scuzzy tshirt. He's passed out cold and drooling on himself. What the gently caress. This has me really anxious, like I can't stop looking at this guy in between smooches. Is he okay? Father? Roommate? Before I can ask her any of these questions, she suddenly jumps up from the couch and says "Hey, you wanna go lay down?" She bounds across the room and opens a door to reveal an entire room dedicated to a BED. At this point I'm freaking out, so I awkwardly excuse myself and get the hell out of there. I'll be the first to admit that I enjoy a good sit, but I don't gently caress with that hard stuff.
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Mar 30, 2019 16:29
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- Luvcow
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One day nearer spring
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So I'm on a date with this really cute girl and it comes up in conversation that we are both sitters. We both agree that it's almost preferable to date other sitters, so you don't have to deal with the looming stigma. The evening proceeds, and eventually she invites me over. Score. We were having a real good time, we even snuck a sit on the bus over to her place. It was fun at the time, but a real red flag in hindsight. Her house is a little run down, but you know, times are tough so I didn't think much of it. We go inside and yeah, you guessed it, chairs. Not just the stools and folding chairs I'm used to, but big cushioned arm chairs and even a leather loveseat. Now, I've never been one for sitting inside my own home, but being the eternal optimist that I am, I start thinking about how cool it would be to have a friend's place were I could come sit indoors at maximum comfort, while still being able to go home to my own sit free environment. Without saying anything, she drags me over to the loveseat and we both pop a squat. We start making out, while sitting, and it's total sensory overload. For a brief moment, I'm in heaven. Something catches my eye mid-makeout however. Slumped over in the corner, in the most comfortable looking chair I've ever seen, is a skinny old guy with long grey hair and a scuzzy tshirt. He's passed out cold and drooling on himself. What the gently caress. This has me really anxious, like I can't stop looking at this guy in between smooches. Is he okay? Father? Roommate? Before I can ask her any of these questions, she suddenly jumps up from the couch and says "Hey, you wanna go lay down?" She bounds across the room and opens a door to reveal an entire room dedicated to a BED. At this point I'm freaking out, so I awkwardly excuse myself and get the hell out of there. I'll be the first to admit that I enjoy a good sit, but I don't gently caress with that hard stuff.
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Mar 30, 2019 17:14
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Smoke 'em if you gottem!
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So I'm on a date with this really cute girl and it comes up in conversation that we are both sitters. We both agree that it's almost preferable to date other sitters, so you don't have to deal with the looming stigma. The evening proceeds, and eventually she invites me over. Score. We were having a real good time, we even snuck a sit on the bus over to her place. It was fun at the time, but a real red flag in hindsight. Her house is a little run down, but you know, times are tough so I didn't think much of it. We go inside and yeah, you guessed it, chairs. Not just the stools and folding chairs I'm used to, but big cushioned arm chairs and even a leather loveseat. Now, I've never been one for sitting inside my own home, but being the eternal optimist that I am, I start thinking about how cool it would be to have a friend's place were I could come sit indoors at maximum comfort, while still being able to go home to my own sit free environment. Without saying anything, she drags me over to the loveseat and we both pop a squat. We start making out, while sitting, and it's total sensory overload. For a brief moment, I'm in heaven. Something catches my eye mid-makeout however. Slumped over in the corner, in the most comfortable looking chair I've ever seen, is a skinny old guy with long grey hair and a scuzzy tshirt. He's passed out cold and drooling on himself. What the gently caress. This has me really anxious, like I can't stop looking at this guy in between smooches. Is he okay? Father? Roommate? Before I can ask her any of these questions, she suddenly jumps up from the couch and says "Hey, you wanna go lay down?" She bounds across the room and opens a door to reveal an entire room dedicated to a BED. At this point I'm freaking out, so I awkwardly excuse myself and get the hell out of there. I'll be the first to admit that I enjoy a good sit, but I don't gently caress with that hard stuff.
https://i.imgur.com/QKTkerO.mp4
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Mar 30, 2019 18:29
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Son, we live in a world that has butts, and those butts have to be protected from men with chairs. Whose gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Sitberg? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for your hurting feet, and you curse your trained legs. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That not sitting down, while tragic, probably saves lives. And that my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on your butt, you need me on your butt.
We use words like honor, code, healthiness. We use these words as the backbone of a life standing. You use them as punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who sits and even lies under the blanket of the very healthiness that I provide, then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way.
Otherwise, I suggest you get up from your chair, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a drat what you think you are entitled to.
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Mar 30, 2019 19:04
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- canyoneer
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I only have canyoneyes for you
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there's a lot of misinformation out there about so called "gateway seats". there are plenty of people who recreationally and responsibly sit on cushions now and again without ever moving on to the hard surfaces.
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Mar 30, 2019 20:25
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- Luvcow
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One day nearer spring
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i just find it ridiculous that futuristic tv shows about utopian societies like star trek actually show people using seats, just blows my mind that they think that would still be acceptable
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Mar 30, 2019 20:31
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i just find it ridiculous that futuristic tv shows about utopian societies like star trek actually show people using seats, just blows my mind that they think that would still be acceptable
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lVIGhYMwRgs
Can you believe they let this filth run?
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Mar 30, 2019 23:34
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- google THIS
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That one shop that just sells cushions and ottomans and seat covers for "decorative" purposes.
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Mar 31, 2019 17:06
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- Luvcow
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One day nearer spring
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waiting outside the local convenience store and trying to get an adult to buy me one of those cheap folding camp chairs
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Mar 31, 2019 17:48
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You know, in sane countries like Canada, people sit in public parks, right on the bench, out in the open. Nobody says "oh, I don't want my children to learn about sitting," while they wait until the kids are asleep in their standing beds, and then the parents go out to the garage and sit all night. Nope. People teach their children to sit responsibly, if they have an interest in sitting. There's been zero increase of sitting while driving incidences, by hundreds of scientific studies. Hell, I even saw the prime minister sitting ON LIVE TELEVISION.
That's why I started the #sitdown campaign. Follow me on Twitter.
   
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Mar 31, 2019 19:54
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"Bad enough we're not rounding all these people up and putting them in jail, now my tax dollars are gonna pay for clean wheelchairs for chain sitters?!"
"They're called paraplegics, grandpa."
"Whatever! drat kids and your political correctness!"
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Mar 31, 2019 20:20
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- vanisher
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92 year old, sitting
"Some people just have good genes I guess"
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Apr 1, 2019 17:51
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- super sweet best pal
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"Sorry to bother you at this hour ma'am, but we found your son at a party doing musical chairs. We'll need you to come down to the station and pick him up."
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Apr 1, 2019 18:58
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Keep that in The Couchhead Clubhouse
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Apr 2, 2019 00:02
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- google THIS
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20 Ways to "Just Say No"
- No way, man. Sitting is "off fleek."
- No thanks. I would rather recline at table, like Jesus.
- Chairs are for squares.
- Benches are for wenches.
- Sofas are for loafas. (loafers)
- Stools are for tools.
- Swings are for dingalings.
- Adirondacks are wack.
- Taking a seat is for the defeat(ed).
- Why sit when you can kneel? (devout version)
- Sure, I would love to sit down...NOT!
- My grandma died from sitting. Thanks for the reminder.
- The only reason a person would sit is because they can't stand themselves.
- I'm saving my butt for marriage.
- Sitting? More like...shpitting!
- You can't climb the stairway to heaven if you're on the ski lift to hell.
- Why sit when you can kneel? (suggestive version)
- Not now. I'm taking a stand!
- Sitting stinks! (wave hand by butt while saying this)
- You know who else sat? Hitler.
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Apr 2, 2019 00:32
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Keep that in The Couchhead Clubhouse
20 Ways to "Just Say No"
- No way, man. Sitting is "off fleek."
- No thanks. I would rather recline at table, like Jesus.
- Chairs are for squares.
- Benches are for wenches.
- Sofas are for loafas. (loafers)
- Stools are for tools.
- Swings are for dingalings.
- Adirondacks are wack.
- Taking a seat is for the defeat(ed).
- Why sit when you can kneel? (devout version)
- Sure, I would love to sit down...NOT!
- My grandma died from sitting. Thanks for the reminder.
- The only reason a person would sit is because they can't stand themselves.
- I'm saving my butt for marriage.
- Sitting? More like...shpitting!
- You can't climb the stairway to heaven if you're on the ski lift to hell.
- Why sit when you can kneel? (suggestive version)
- Not now. I'm taking a stand!
- Sitting stinks! (wave hand by butt while saying this)
- You know who else sat? Hitler.
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Apr 2, 2019 01:08
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20 Ways to "Just Say No"
- No way, man. Sitting is "off fleek."
- No thanks. I would rather recline at table, like Jesus.
- Chairs are for squares.
- Benches are for wenches.
- Sofas are for loafas. (loafers)
- Stools are for tools.
- Swings are for dingalings.
- Adirondacks are wack.
- Taking a seat is for the defeat(ed).
- Why sit when you can kneel? (devout version)
- Sure, I would love to sit down...NOT!
- My grandma died from sitting. Thanks for the reminder.
- The only reason a person would sit is because they can't stand themselves.
- I'm saving my butt for marriage.
- Sitting? More like...shpitting!
- You can't climb the stairway to heaven if you're on the ski lift to hell.
- Why sit when you can kneel? (suggestive version)
- Not now. I'm taking a stand!
- Sitting stinks! (wave hand by butt while saying this)
- You know who else sat? Hitler.
A head shop (butt shop??) selling chairs labeled as "laundry organizes".
thank you PSP for the beautiful spring sig
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