#needs repeating

Hell of a look to say 'You know I don't drink' which means the flask is symbolic of something you want your lips on to quench your thirst.

Absolutely obscene knee placement. These two knew IRL Dick Winters wanted railed by Lewis Nixon.

Distract them a little so you can get your knee up in there more.

WATCH THIS OVA OKAY 

I'M NOT BIG ON ANIME (anymore) BUT THIS REALLY MAKES ME HAPPY AND I HOPE THEY ADAPT IT INTO A FULL SERIES

The basic plot of this OVA is the first arc of the Vassalord manga (sort of).

Vassalord is about a vampire hunting cyborg priest who also happens to be a vampire (Charles Crishunds/Chris Michel/Charlie/Cherry) and his vampire master, a playboy rich guy (Johnny Rayflo) who is also a 2000+ year old true vampire, so old that his vampire name was "Adam" with biblical connotations. The two have a complex relationship and slow-burning love, while having to deal with this new drug called Vassalord that's turning humans into vampires--or killing them. 

Other characters include Craig, an older black detective from America; Rayfelle, the Eve to Rayflo's Adam (who looks exactly like Rayflo but female), Cheryl, the young female vampire huntress who calls Rayfelle master, 86, a mad assassin who is a cross between Deadpool and a puppy, and others. 

*****Read it here. ****** 

Please, please do not let your children stand in front of a supermarket harassing people into buying whatever their troop/school/sports team is selling. I don’t care if you set up a table away from the door and smile as people walk buy and hope that they buy stuff from your kid, but seriously - letting them stand right outside the door and encouraging them to confront people as they come out of the store is just bad fucking manners. I do not want to be accosted by some midget salesmen in boy scout uniforms yelling in my face to buy popcorn from them. And I certainly don’t want to see your little telemarketer-in-training scowl at me when I tell him I don’t have any cash. And you know what? I did have cash. But I just bought forty bucks in popcorn from my boy scout nephew and as much as I’d like to help every organization out there that needs money to survive, I just can’t. I already bought wrapping paper, cookie dough, candy and a magazine subscription for something I’ll never read just to subsidize someone else’s kids field trips or help Johnny sell the most cheesecakes just so he can get a bumper sticker, a plastic airplane and the satisfaction of being the best at something.  I hate being made to feel guilty when I say no to some stranger’s offspring but hey, that can all be alleviated by you not letting your kid stand in my way as I’m trying to exit a store where I just spent 200 dollars on groceries to feed my family. Maybe I’ll have my kid go stand in front of your house and beg you for grocery money when you leave for work in the morning.