The "find out" stage is always the the hardest.

Trust me, you would not.

“If I’m motionless, maybe the camera won’t capture me…”

Like, this evokes thoughts such as, “Don’t be putting people’s business out in the streets, triflin’ meddlin’s!”

Silver lining y’all: we make *EVERYTHING* femme coded.
Bananas? Nah- eating any piece of fruit = Feminine.
Forget straws- Drinking liquids? Feminize that ish.
Wearing accessories with clothes (such as ties): Female-only.
The list goes on forever!

Correct- this would be considered undue influence, still extremely concerning and highly unethical, but murder is an overstatement.

We’ve also found some of the best music/score through the end credits, as well as Easter eggs.
*Not to mention, as you said, all the dedicated work hours put into a film.

In this case, though, the crops are swarms of locusts from hidden wells in the ground.

I don’t care what anyone says, I still blow on my Nintendo cartridges.

I feel the same way when picking up a handful of red and green M&M’s only to find out they are the mint kind.

Out of curiosity, what is the high-end for a slice of NY pizza?
-Sky’s the limit for smoothies in LA, though.

I know drag queen contour work when I see it.
Oh the irony of being a hateful bigot!

I shan’t!
You’re not my real mom!