Recently, I had the pleasure of telling a person to to politely and aggressively pleasure themselves until further notice but it did not hold the weight of letting them know that there are a Dynasty of Fuck No’s awaiting their arrival. I tried to think of all the descriptions that would group things, people, objects, feelings to describe it’s ominous arrival or it’s heavenly departure and my sister gave me the greatest notion: A Dynasty of No’s! Not only is there a testament of time but it wrangles in ancestry. Not to be confused with a graveyard of fuck’s or an orgasm of yes’s( those also came from my sister so don’t bite her style). I have a galaxy of Fuck No’s incase travel was a concern. Whole-ass dedications to FAFO but that is a different platform. A Dynasty of Fuck No will prevail through time and space evolving, expressing and growing. As I learn more of these stereotypical correlations, I shall bring them forth for dissection. As it stands A Dynasty of Fuck No shall live upon the urban dictionary shelves and will be told in lore. That is all.
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