Platonic intimacy


#1

You know, lovely things that you do with your pals. Like straightening your mate’s tie up for him so he looks supa dupa fly. Or sharing a brolly. Went to the pub with my pal the other week and shared a brolly and it’s just a dead nice thing isn’t it? She was a bit pissed and emotional so she was clinging onto my arm for dear life as well, the dafty. Anyway, let’s talk about that for a bit


#2

please don’t touch me


#3

Like announcing my presence by pinching/slapping my mates bums


#4

forward rolls


#5

ALSO forgot to mention, if anyone’s a bit cwbaft then come to Manchester and I’ll give you a cuddle, it’s fine


#6

first reply in here is absolutely peak DiS :smiley:


#7

Occasional hugs for colleagues who are feeling shit


#8

Pick them up like I’m tossing a caber


#9

Couldn’t have really hoped for more than those first two replies really. Wonderful


#10

I’m definitely not going to any more Glasgow meats now


#11

You’d love it


#12

:hugs::hugs::hugs:


#13

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#17

when i’m very drunk i’ll grab friends round the waist and try to pick them up.

otherwise no not really.


#18

~storytime~

So as a teenager I didn’t have very many friends. When i finally made good friends in sixth form, things like sharing a drink with the same straw, licking a friends ice cream to try it or holding hands so you don’t get lost were things I’d literally never ever done. Imagine a tv show about a robot learning how to love, it was like that


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#20

:smiley: Lemmy still wins though