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i am not good at drawing kiddos but here's my best rendition of Dino Kid Obi-Wan Kenobi 馃馃
I'm imagining Qui-Gon opening his door in the middle of the night to see lil Obi crying cuz he had a nightmare that featured the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs
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any time parker has a fancy little hairdo i just imagine her sitting on the ground in front of eliot while he works on it with a mouthful of bobby pins
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You've got your balls tied to the stock price like a cinderblock.
Totally normal dialogue to include 24 minutes into your pilot episode
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crocheting is all fun and games until you've got to weave in the ends
#mood#like I made myself do every row on firecrackers blanket#but I hate doing it#usually just try to crochet over my ends if possible#wasn鈥檛 really possible on several rows
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elijah wood as bacchus at 2004 mardi gras. if you care
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I don鈥檛 think we talk enough about how, despite the presence of multiple globes, PotC takes place on a flat earth, ice wall included.
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A buff plague doctor and a demon 馃挋
They're in LOVE! I've been doodling them for a few years now. They don't really have a story, I just think they're neat.
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One time in my early 20s I got really drunk at a party where someone handed me a stein full of what turned out to be moonshine from a barrel in some guy's garage and said "try this it tastes like pie" and a) it DID taste like pie, but b) only on the way down, not on the way back up, given it was something like 120 proof -- so my memories of the next couple hours are very vague but involve a bunch of ex-football players from South Boston walking me around the block in circles handing me bottled water trying to sober me up, and eventually because I was too shitfaced to get home but no longer puking my guts up and dying I crawled into the back of my car to sleep it off in a sleeping bag I kept there; but there was a guy at the party who was also sleeping in his car and this was Boston in the fall so it was like 40潞F out at night and anyway this other guy I met at this party who was a middle aged mercenary from liverpool who had served in the french foreign legion or something ended up knocking on my car door asking if he could huddle with me for warmth and I said yeah okay but there's only room for me in the sleeping bag so don't be weird about it, and to his credit he was not weird and we just slept in my car and in the morning he asked if I wanted brekkie and bought me dunkin donuts while I nursed the worst hangover I have ever had in my life then or since and trying to figure out whose heavy metal hoodie I was wearing and how I managed to leave this party with more clothing than I arrived in.
So if someone singing pirate shanties hands you a stein of mysterious liquid and tells you it tastes like pie, probably don't chug that shit.
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