THE LEAGUE OF OOPSIESIn the world of so-called “oopsies”, you have to move like you’re in a
hall of mirrors: the moment you trust what you see, you crash. A lot of those supposed
“accidental moments” are nowhere near as innocent as they look.
On one side you’ve got the genuine ones, the ones who
really didn’t mean to show anything. The ones who probably went all-in on a risky choice without thinking it through: clothes that are way too
loose, way too
tight, or with
less fabric than statistics would recommend. And of course, that’s when the oopsie happens… because sometimes the universe just feels like
playing.
Then you’ve got the others, the ones who
do want to show. The ones who walk in with a
premeditated plan, pretending that
“pure chance” has played a dirty trick on them, as if it were just bad luck that everything ended up on camera. That classic
“oops, what a disaster” that smells way more like a script than a real accident.
And finally, you’ve got the ones who play in a completely
different league.
These are the ones who have already beaten the whole
oopsie game. There’s no
pretending, no
surprise, no “
oh, I didn’t notice” performance. What they do has a level of
natural ease that almost downplays the fact that they’re showing off a part of their body that a big chunk of the male population is obsessed with. As if
showing were as normal for them as breathing.
Three styles,
three worlds,
three ways of playing the same game.
And the fun part is that, once you’ve watched enough videos, you start
spotting them instantly.
# Watch videos
As you’ve probably heard by now, Telegram decided to wipe out our channel — the one with
almost 30k followers.
Apparently they deleted
thousands of channels overnight, and ours got caught in the purge.
I’ve been thinking a lot about whether to
start a new one or just
let it go. It’s hard to put time and energy into
building a community only to have it disappear from one day to the next. But the truth is, it had already become part of my
daily routine, and I actually
miss sharing stuff there.
And honestly, if nearly
30,000 people chose to follow it, I couldn’t have been doing that bad of a job.
So, even knowing they might delete it again — in fact, assuming its
days are numbered — we’re
creating a new channel. Same idea as before: a place where you can access not only the content from the
website but also everything I share
daily on Telegram.
The difference this time is that the channel will be
private.
Instead of having a
readable public link, it’ll work only through an
invitation link.
Before, anyone scrolling through channels could
stumble upon ours and join.
Now that won’t happen.
This will be a
private space — a channel just for
ALRNCN friends.
I can’t promise how long it’ll last, but if you decide to join, you’ll be able to tell your grandkids:
“I was there, and I saw wonderful things.”
Here’s the link to our
new Telegram channel:
https://t.me/+vAE7W64u-kBlYWM0
The ones from 65 million years ago...

... vs the ones now.
AMATEUR FLESH: MOMMY MEWTWOThe hips on
Mommy Mewtwo could’ve made the
Colossus of Rhodes wobble.
She doesn’t brag about curves —
she weaponizes them.
One twist from her and suddenly you're questioning your life choices, diet, and emotional stability in under two seconds.
No filters, no tricks.
Just
real body, blessed genetics, and the confidence of someone who walks in already knowing
the match was won before it started.
# View photos
A little TikTok routine incoming.