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Screw it, deer mousegirl pin ups

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Screw it, more more deer mousegirl pictures

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toastedbyeli

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dance with me

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The aspiring prince and the rose bride

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@fra32.bsky.social, since I was your first attack, you will be my last. A hauntingly majestic being to encounter in the dead of night.

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I think I owe ya'll a bit of postings for the meanwhile I get my bearings (the brightheart + fernpaw comic is definitely being finished.) so have an anim wip

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momma’s boy

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What!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Two mixed media drawings of a Siamese cat, 11″ x 14″, on paper, by Chuck Jones, circa 1980s. 

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this sucks so bad i need to [remembers suicide jokes only worsen my mental health] put on the best talent show this towns ever seen

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okay so i work in the deli of a grocery store, yeah? and today i got this guy who came up with his two twin children, around five years old. he walks up to the counter, carrying one kid in each arm, and loudly goes "oh, no, i forgot what i wanted!" and turns to the boy in his left arm and, in a perfect blues clues style voice, goes "caleb, do you remember what i wanted?" and the boy goes "half pound of yellow cheese!"

i, obviously, say "you've got it little sir!" and slice up half a pound of yellow american cheese, handing it to the little boy, who looks it over, nods, and tucks it in his lap.

then the man goes "well, we can't just have cheese on our sandwiches. but what else can we put on there?" and the little gurl in his other arm goes "half pound of ham!" so i nod and say "yes ma'am! what kind?" and she points at a random cut of turkey, so her father nods and says "like she said, honey ham!" i cut half a pound of honey ham, hand it to the little lady, she looks it over, nods and puts it in her lap.

then the man goes "now, what should we have for the side?" and the kids both simultaneously start cheering "macking cheese!!!" and the man spins on his heel and marches off, presumably to find the macking cheese.

later, the little boy comes wandering back to the counter while his father looks on and loudly and proudly proclaims that he wants to know where the mustard is. i point him to the correct aisle, he nods, says "thank you mister deli woman" and walks away.