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Your friend is using the furry bit as a way to deflect from being a self-hating gay.
I have a childhood friend (gay male) that recently came out to me as a furry. He doesn't have a suit, but pays people for custom VR characters and goes to various furry themed rooms and meets other players, but also meets some of them IRL for sex. He'
 
Damn thought this was a thread on how to fuck around with bipolar bitches and keep your dick clean. Oh well. No worries. I have advice for this situation too.


Ok, here’s what your gonna do.

Step 1. Make sure he is isolated when you confront him. Faggots are naturally weaker than real humans so it’s important to make sure no one else is in the room or discord call who could embolden their opinions. Argue like you know more about furries than he does. (Because you do)

Step 2: Point out that while it’s okay if he enjoys the art, say it’s unwise to identify openly as a furry. (Frame your argument as your opinion being formed because it’s “healthier” and/or “wiser”) people try not to disagree if doing so treads on their ego. Because disagreeing would mean he would have to call himself stupid and gross. It’s just as important to give him a middle ground by prefacing “it’s okay if it’s just ____” his ego can run to it. He will rationalize “oh yeah im not like a FURRY furry, just the art” (that’s the best you can hope for for a faggot)

Step 3: if the fudge packer holds strong, instead now don’t argue, just ask questions such as “what type of scandal would have to happen in the furry fandom for you to not want to be associated with it?” This puts him in a position where he will literally TELL you how to change his mind. “Well I suppose if ______ was so common”

Step 4: If this still doesn’t work, drop the debate. Pretend he’s convinced you. But Masquerade your criticisms as genuine inquiries that make him uncomfortable but pretend you don’t realize it. “Oh, so your a snow leapord? I can’t remember, do they have the barbed cocks? Does yours?” Get him to agree tiny degenerate things in private, and then talk behind his back to others, or better yet, bring it up in front of others “oops sorry, I didn’t know that was private, it’s such a big fandom and all”

Keep in mind. He will likely just be a closeted furry. He’s already takin it up the ass.
 
Man, I don’t understand how a person can be rich and waste their money on fucking dumb furry shit. You mean to tell me that this guy was somehow intelligent enough to attain decent wealth yet dresses up as a fucking anthropomorphic animal or buys virtual reality characters? People die face down in favelas, governments import evil people who just bring small pockets of their own misery to other places they grow, if I had money like that guy it would be living as far away from some of these deranged people as possible.
 
What do you do with leftover yarn?
Donating has already been mentioned, but if you're ever making amigurumi, you can stuff shorter/not full skein (unusable for another project in other words) lengths in with the polyfill or anything else you're using to stuff.

ETA: Scraps also make good, cheap stitch markers.
 
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I have no advice other than to stay reasonable and be willing to forgive and forget if the temperature of this kind of garbage thinking ever gets turned down. It's a pretty sure thing that she's swallowed all of this stuff because she doesn't really have a driving purpose or a reason to get out of bed in the morning and this gives her one. It's gonna be hard / impossible to reason her out of this, you gotta just hope she finds a less destructive calling in life.

Absolutely. I met her in undergrad and over the years shes had a lot of mental health problems. At one point she was unable to leave her apartment to the point where she wasn’t taking the trash out and had to hire professional cleaners.

When I was last talking to her she was having panic attacks about random politics and leaving her apartment to meet her work from home boss.

Why would someone with literally no ties to Israel or palestine and won’t leave their apartment having a mental breakdown over gaza. Makes no sense.
 
Why would someone with literally no ties to Israel or palestine and won’t leave their apartment having a mental breakdown over gaza. Makes no sense.
They're already unwell. When someone is in distress because part of their brain below the thinking parts are unwell, the thinking parts will find a way to rationalize and explain it. A distant feeling you can't describe causing you distress becomes half hour long rants about gaza.


You see it in schizophrenics. Something's going wrong with part of their brain and the thinking/talking part of the brain just makes shit up to explain it.
 
With my woketard friends I'm just upfront about my opinions. Real ones are willing to cOeXiSt lol. Some will dump you and call you a bigot. Who cares? Friendship is about being comfortable enough around someone to let your guard down (though that may be why I now know my friend is a fuckin furfag.) Uptight friendship defeats the point.
 
Absolutely. I met her in undergrad and over the years shes had a lot of mental health problems. At one point she was unable to leave her apartment to the point where she wasn’t taking the trash out and had to hire professional cleaners.

When I was last talking to her she was having panic attacks about random politics and leaving her apartment to meet her work from home boss.

Why would someone with literally no ties to Israel or palestine and won’t leave their apartment having a mental breakdown over gaza. Makes no sense.
Unfortunately it seems Piker is the outlet as opposed to any root issue. Obviously politics isn't the healthiest place to be, but chances are it would have been anything else retarded. At this point she probably needs to get pretty intense professional help. My only advice would be is that you need the mental math to decide if you're going to stay involved or not. Mental illness is infectious if you aren't mentally resilient. Im gonna go out a limb here though and say you probably don't like/know her enough to be her keeper or her shoulder.
 
You guys ever think that thinking about happiness is like thinking about death? Like we don't do it sometimes because we know there's an ending and that's scary?
 
Like we don't do it sometimes because we know there's an ending and that's scary?
Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –

We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring –
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –
We passed the Setting Sun –

Or rather – He passed Us –
The Dews drew quivering and Chill –
For only Gossamer, my Gown –
My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground –
The Roof was scarcely visible –
The Cornice – in the Ground –

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity –
 
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