Did I know why we were hunting doot doots under the watchful eyes of the zombie lamb head? No. But I hunted them anyway, and I’d do it again.
Zombie Lamb Head Jesus asks, “Where are the doot doots?” and Drunktuesdaze is the victor in locating them! I still have my prize in my wallet.
Domo vs. Maximus
I had to double-check and make sure this wasn’t posted by members of a Fannish Household Which I love, and then I had to share it, so that they might see it and enjoy.
what’s steve and sam’s breakup song
oh my GOD
I think we can all agree that Steve and Sam will never break up that is a love for the ages yo but I would take 15 of this vid because el oh elllllll.
…I miss the days when a picture like this would’ve fueled 323849234 bukkake fics in 10 minutes, and I don’t even love bukkake fics.
Things I have learned this weekend:
1. I can still sing along with the full Rent soundtrack - voice mail snips and all - even having not listened to the entire thing in years.
2. There is no such thing as “too much Taylor Swift” on your radio during a roadtrip.
2a. No matter how many years old…
I love you.
We need to duet on Rent sometime, clearly.
Ideally, at Jacque’s at midnight on New Year’s Eve. :D
Lincoln Lee + colors
This dude has kind of a young-CKR thing going on and it’s reminding me how much Ray Kowalski could have got it.
…shake, bad guys. Shake.
have you ever looked a horse in their eyes?? there is absolutely nothing going on in there. no remorse or regret. horses dont have souls and cant be held morally accountable for their earthly sins and this is why i fucking hate horses
YOU’RE MAKING THE HORSES CRY, LEA
WHO IS THE UNFEELING BEAST, HUH?
Jack the Cat was 100% this cat, but I think he didn’t know he was being an asshole—he thought he was being a scientist.
His hypothesis was that I would call him an asshole every. single. time. he knocked a full cup off a flat surface.
"Really? I’m guessing you don’t have much experience with heat."
This is how I feel right now, right, because I am a snowperson in a world of snow and all I’ve ever known is snow and all I can imagine is snow
But in August I’m going to be a snowperson without a magic ice queen and I’ll be weeping for my own personal snowflakes even though I know the heat of my own tears is melting my face faster.