Tugging at their leg, trying to tell the sitter that their cartoons are making them dizzy, before a huge mess sends them into babbles and giggles and trying to climb into their lap to mush around.

Next week they don't even recognise the sitter at all, glued to the TV and grunting in the bouncer.

Social media would have us believe it's all-out war out there and no quarter can be given to "the enemy." But when you're just looking at the guy next to you at the bar, you find humanity and complexity in people you'd otherwise encounter online and auto-label bad people or lost causes.

It also completely takes the human element out and you're able to paint whatever picture you want to of the other person. I have been in cigar lounge or bar settings where I've seen progressives and literal Trump voters find common ground and a friendly conversation.

As much as I love chastity by itself and diapers by themselves, I find combining the two to be not so great for me. Not being able to really "feel" my diapers makes me feel like I'm just missing a core sensation vs being denied in a fun way. And the cage tends to chafe against the diaper too.

Who’s that Pokemon!? (silly alt)