#Gypsy Truck

[cocoathekoala]

Hello everyone! This is the first fanfic that I’ve written in like 7 years so I'm a little rusty. This fanfic is just a simple one. I’m trying to write more and I would appreciate any feedback and/or help. If you have any sort of storyline you would like me to write I will do that!! Every week I will run a poll on what I should write. Reader's choice is what I’m deciding to call it. Thank you all and I hope you enjoy it! <3

997 words and about 2 days of writing

Surprise!! Angel and David fanfic. (Angel pov)

Angel returns home after 2 weeks of being gone while visiting family.

I'm anxious and lost in thought on my flight back to Dahlia. During my entire trip, I just kept wishing David was there with me but he couldn’t escape from work. “3 hours,” I thought as I looked at the clock on my phone. “3 hours until I’m back in his arms again,” I thought with a smile. Those 3 hours felt like 16. I just wanted to be with him again and my back hurt from those horrible plane seats. As soon as the plane landed, I got out of it as fast as possible. I sprint over to the baggage carousel. I get there and don’t see him..yet.

The baggage carousel turns on and bags start flooding out. I check my phone, anxiously to see if he texted me that he was there. Nothing. I sigh and continue to scan around the airport. I see my bag before I see him. I grab my bag off the carousel and turn around. I feel my heart do a backflip and there I see him. Flowers in hand, leather jacket, a smile on his face. I immediately let go of my bag, ran, and jumped into his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist, threw my arms over his shoulder, and hugged him as hard as I could. “HI” I yelled loudly. He laughed, wrapped his arms around my waist, and hugged me back. “Hi angel,” he said, setting me down. “These are for you,” he hands me the flowers and then plants a deep and passionate kiss on my lips. “Thank you! They’re beautiful.” I say as I kiss him back.

It’s around 4:30 in the afternoon, in the middle of spring when the flowers on the hills of Dahlia bloom just right. The windows are down in the truck and it's about an hour's drive back from the airport to the house. Fleetwood Mac is playing and the smell of spring flowers is everywhere. The best part is that I’m sitting next to the man I’m going to call my husband in a few months, singing Gypsy. The sun is just bright enough that we have to wear sunglasses. I can’t stop staring at him. “How did I get so lucky,” I think to myself. “You staring at me, weirdo?” he says. I chuckle, “I missed you so much.” I say placing a quick kiss on his cheek, knowing he won’t take his eyes off the road. “I missed you like hell, angel,” he says back, taking his hand off the wheel, squeezing my leg, and putting his hand back on the wheel. I let out a sigh and stuck my hand out the window, taking in the scenery. “What should we do tonight?” I ask, still looking out the window. There's silence for a moment. “We will figure that out when we get home, just enjoy the ride. The flowers are the most beautiful this time of year,” he says, turning down the radio. I lean my head back against the seat and close my eyes smelling the aroma of flowers and David’s cologne.

As we pull into the driveway I open my eyes and look at the clock. 5:30 the clock reads. “We’re home already?” I say looking at the house. David chuckles as he opens his door and hops out, “Yep. You fell asleep.” I unbuckle my seatbelt and also hop out of the truck grabbing my things. “Here let me take that,” David says as he grabs my suitcase. “Thanks, Davey,” I say as I plant another kiss on his lips. “You’re welcome. Let's head inside.” He says kissing me back. We walk up to the door and as David is unlocking it I feel like I can hear whispering and moving around coming from inside the house. “Are there people here?” I ask looking up at him. He opens the door without saying anything. “You go first,” he says motioning his arm to inside the house. I look at him confused, “Did he not hear me or is he ignoring the question?” I think to myself. I shrug and walk inside.

As I walk inside I turn on the light and people jump out from what seems like everywhere. “Surprise! Welcome home!!!” everyone yells out. “Oh everybody is here!” I say looking around. There’s a sign above the TV that reads ‘Welcome home!’ a little overwhelmed by the love I’m receiving I can’t help but start to tear up. “Thanks, guys.” I force out, my voice cracking. “What’s wrong?” Tank looks at me concerned. “Oh, nothing! I’m fine. Sorry, I’ll be right back.” I walk to the bathroom wiping tears off my face. I walk into the bathroom and take a deep breath. I hear soft footsteps coming up to the door. “Angel? You okay baby..?” he knocks softly on the door. “I open it. “Yeah, I'm okay, Davey. Just a little overwhelmed.” I smile softly. He walks into the bathroom closing the door behind him. “What's going on?” He says bringing me into a hug. “You know, for those two weeks I didn't feel a single ounce of love until I got to call you,” I look up at him, “all they do is fucking fight. With me, with each other. Everybody is always fighting. It’s overwhelming to come home to so much love when I don't feel it with people who I'm supposed to call my family.” I sigh and back up. “It’s nice to be in a place where I know that I’m wanted.” David sighs, “Everybody in this house will always want you, even when it feels like no one could.” I start to tear up again, “thank you.” I kiss him. “Now there are a bunch of people out there waiting to party,” I say taking a deep breath and walking over to the door. “I’m ready when you are, Angel.” David says. “I’m ready.” I smile and open the door.

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

03/11/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Cast & Crew; Wee John Wondays; Rhys Darby; Con O'Neil; Taika Waititi; Wendy Anderson;Damien Gerard; London Billboards; London Billboard Survey; Watch Party Reminders; Queerties; Trends; Max Surveys; Fan Spotlight; Fundraisers; Articles ; LoveNotes; DailyDarby/TonightsTaika

Hey Lovelies. I'm not sure where the recaps are going to be going from here. I may calm thinks down a bit and just keep you updated on watch parties and fun sightings. With the news on s3 not being picked up, I'm feeling not quite sure of myself on where to go from here. Still thinking on it. Is there a particular thing about the recaps you like? Maybe I'll focus more on what people want to see most. Anyway, I'd love some feedback. Thanks Crew.

== Cast & Crew Sightings ==

= Wee John Wonday =

This one featured Con O'Neill and Gypsy Taylor.

Src: Kristian Nairn's Instagram

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== Rhys Darby ==

Rhys has a new Cameo! This time from our lovely dear @/Baladria on twitter.

Check out the video on Cameo

In addition, Rhys posted a pic by @andyhollingworth1 on his instagram story.

= Con O Neill =

Warning, video may cause tears of joy and sadness. Con O'Neill is a gem of a human being. "You were all the home we ever needed"

I also missed his post from the other day, which was a dedication to his lovely mom.

== Taika Waititi ==

Rita was kind enough to give us some more Taika shots amongst her pile of Auckland pics! SRC: Rita Ora's Instagram

== Wendy Andersen ==

Our RedFlagCrew @wendywings on Twitter brought us some much needed Peanut action from the Oscars.

== Damien Gerard ==

Our lovely Father Teach has been making videos for us on Twitter! He's been sending a lot of love notes and keeping us up to date with his works. If you're interested please visit:

https://x.com/damientgerard/status/1766667952252977602?s=20

https://x.com/damientgerard/status/1766981901796147662?s=20

== First London Billboard Meet Up==

The first day of the London Billboards had a wonderful meetup of various UK fans! The billboard was visible from Leicaster Square and had a whole lot of foot traffic throughout the day!

Our lovely friend @queerly-autistic / QueerlyAutistic on Twitter made it to the billboard as well!

The UK Crew also got to see some Box Trucks!

Our dear friend @/whimmzee on twitter put these awesome signs together and the visiting crew signed them!

An exhausted OFMD Crew took one last picture after many hours of work! Thank you for getting out there and documenting the billboards: @MoviesWithMarty, @/whimmzee, and @queerly-autistic.

== Save OFMD Crew London Billboard Survey ==

"Although the March 18 & 19 dates for the billboard are locked in, we’re still able to change the design if desired. This is where you come in. Amazing donors, your generosity is responsible for this billboard, so it’s only fair you have a say in this decision. We’ve set up a survey of viable options: let us know which you’d most like to see! It’ll be open through Wednesday, March 13, 11:59 GMT. Thank you again for helping us make this happen! 🐙💜 “Billboard Survey Link” Tumblr Link to Post / Instagram / Reddit

== More London Billboard Meet Ups! ==

Tomorrow's the day folks! First set of Billboards are up tomorrow! SRC: Tumblr / Instagram

== New Save OFMD Crew Calendar ==

The next few days are focused on the LED Trucks outside the various networks locations as well as doing a rewatch party with @OurFlagRTL

= Watch Parties =

== Wrecked ==

There are sources being passed around. If access is an issue, DM @iamadequate1 on Twitter or Tumblr

Season 2 watch from March 11th to March 15th. 

Season 3 watch from March 18th to March 22nd. 

Times will be 10pm GMT / 5pm EST / 4pm CST / 2pm PST. Watch two episodes per day. Episodes are 21-22 minutes each. Use the following Saturday for the tags/watch if interested but not able to make this time.

Hashtags: 

#WreckedPirates

#SaveOFMD

#RhysDarbyFaction

== Deutsche Nachrichten / German News ==

Twitter-Watch-Along von Our Flag Means Death:

Streamt Staffel 2 ab dem 15. März.

Samstag, 9.3. 17:00 Folgen 1 bis 3, 

Dienstag, 12.3. 20:00 Folgen 4 & 5, 

Mittwoch, 13.3. 20:00 Folgen 6 & 7, 

Donnerstag 14.3. 20:00 Folgen 8 & 9, 

Freitag, 15.3. 17:30 Folge 10

Und anschließend bingen wir zusammen Staffel 2! 

Schaut und tweetet mit! 

Hashtag:

 OurFlagRTL

== The Queerties! ==

We finally find out the results of the queerties votes tomorrow!

== Trends ==

== Max Surveys ==

Don't mind if I do! If you emailed max earlier this year after the cancellation, check your email, you may have one too. Feel free to tell them how much you hated that they cancelled OFMD. Remember these folks are not the ones making the actual decisions so be a Polite Menace and not a Complete Asshole :D Although, if you decide to go complete asshole route, just be sure to let them know its David Zaslav you're mad at, not the support folks.

== Fan Spotlight ==

Thank you to @melvisik for continuing to make these fun Cast cards for us!

I would love to get more fun stuff for fan spotlight, so if you'd like your artwork or creations featured please please please hit me up! I'd love to highlight your work!

== Fundraiser Status ==

I had a few folks ask me to keep them updated on the two big fundraisers going on right now so I'm just showing a comparison fo how much they're going up today :). As usual please don't feel obligated to spend money you don't have or can't spare! If you wouldn't mind sharing to help these charities out, it would be appreciated, but yet again, not required.

eSIMS and Sanitary Products for Gaza

03/10/24 - $5689 / 191 Supporters / 71 %

03/11/24 - $5814 / 194 Supporters / 72%

InSoupNow Status

Wow! That jumped up in less than a day! Thank you to everyone donating or sharing! It's working!

03/10/2024 - $925 / 39 supporters / 18%

03/11/2024 - $1183 / 47 supporters / 23%

== Articles ==

Exclusive Interview: stand-up comic Jes Tom on Hannah Gadsby’s Gender Agenda Netflix comedy special – “I am your new queer best frenemy”

== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies, I'm going to leave the love notes to Con and Rhys tonight. There's nothing I could say that they haven't said better. Rhys Cameo Con's video is up above in the Cast & Crew Section I will say I love you all, and I hope you're hanging in. Be kind to yourself today lovelies <3

== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==

Tonight's theme? SNAAAAAAKES OOOOOHHHH ITS A SNEEEEEKKKK Daily Darby Gif Courtesy of @ofmd-ann Tonight's Taika Gif Courtesy of @tea-and-liminality!

[aionions-iqlauk]

LOST PET. PLEASE HELP.

so awhile ago (about a week or so) we lost our cat gypsy. We are worried for her as she has a habit of jumping into people’s cars, and trucks when they are left open and unattended.

she is a bit sassy, and likes to bat people with her claws.

if you have any info about her please DM me. Immediately.

as I hate to let others know where I live. But we are in the USA in Tennessee.(that’s all I’m giving)

and here’s what she looks like:

[creativepawsworld]

Silence - Chapter 52

Pairing = Thomas Shelby x OC

Summary = The Shelby Businesses are out of control. Tommy is at breaking point.

Warnings 18+ = Language...Grammar...implied sexual assault... guns...violence...Alcohol consumption... Gambling mentioned... cheating on partner implied

Word Count = 2,668

Note = So sorry it is late guys. I have had a hell of a few weeks with my home and going back to school. This is honestly my only escape at the minute.

For a long time I went back and forth as to whether or not I bring a certain blond barmaid back. After much thought I have mentioned her to aid the ending of this story and what happens to Tommy if that makes sense. Anyway. I hope you Enjoy and again apologies it is late.

The next morning I stood next to Esme in the back room of the betting shop. John was talking about the business with the family or the lack of it. Campbell and his men had come in and piece by piece took what they as a family had built. I had never seen Tommy look so lost, so defeated as he stared at John. I could tell he had a million problems running through his head and not a single solution to any one of them.

“This meeting should only be for family. She is not family.” Polly pointed to Esme as soon as she tried to speak her opinion. She was upset about Michael, it was her son. A son she just got back and quickly lost again.

I could understand her upset what I couldn’t understand was her gripe with Esme. How I saw it, was that Esme was more family than I was, she had the Shelby name, she bared John a son. I was still only pregnant with Tommy's child, but I did not share his name, not yet at least.

“Let her speak” Tommy put up his hand as Polly started speaking unbelievably fast to the point where she was almost incoherent. “ENOUGH. Enough Polly. Esme.” Tommy demanded, a serious look in his eyes as he shut down his aunt who had the look of disbelief in her eyes that he would dismiss her so abruptly.

As Esme began to speak, I began to think how only a few years ago everything in my life was quiet, uneventful. Perhaps boring. But it was pleasant. I had a toxic but seemingly perfect family to the outside world. Life was somewhat normal. But now here I stood pregnant, unwed. A whore in some people’s eyes and the eyes of the church. A life I most certainly did not envision for myself.

“If Michael ever gets out of prison. I am taking him far away from this family. For good” Polly got into Tommy’s face, threatening him before looking at me. “And you should do the same, Ana. This life is bad.”

I stood silently watching Polly walk away, dragging Finn with her as I cradled my bump. Tommy looked over at me, making eye contact. I bit my cheek looking away from him for only a moment. It seemed everyone had the same warning and yet I seemed to stay. Why? I would question myself.

Tommy sat down folding his hands in front of his mouth, he closed his eyes in deep thought. I stood by the wall as Esme spoke to Tommy but I wasn’t listening to what she was saying. Too lost in my thoughts. John walked passed me, gently patting my shoulder in support as he left. Esme turned back to speak to Tommy once more, speaking lowly.

“Imagine riding away Thomas. Living the real life. Your gypsy half is stronger. You just want to ride away. France is a new place for us, they say.” Esme leaned closer, Tommy staring directly into her eyes, emotionless. “Lots of metal lying around still. Guns and trucks and shells and things. Then we go south. Sainte Marie. Where the Black Madonna is. My brothers go sometimes. They allow you to get lost. It’s like a home for them. Could be for you as well Thomas. You and your new family.”

I didn’t know much about Tommy’s gypsy heritage, he rarely spoke about it. It was always business and work. Rarely he would ask about the baby but most of the time he connected with our unborn child through touch. Especially at night when he thought I was sleeping. I would feel his hand cradle our child, slowly rubbing the swell of my stomach until he fell asleep.

Listening to Esme speak to him, I wasn’t sure if she was getting through to him but it seemed like she had. What she described sounded like a solution to all our problems. A new start away from it all. Away from the Italians, the police. Campbell. No more dirty business. Just Tommy, me and our baby. That's what I wanted, wasn’t it?

“I’ve been to France Esme.” Tommy looked at her unphased. “So has John. Now get your coat and go with your husband” I inhaled softly, of course, he wouldn’t go for it but when he reached up taking Esme’s jaw I stepped forward. “If you ever talk about getting lost again I’ll cut you…from this family” He paused in between his words making my heart beat faster before letting her go.

“What family?” Esme asked looking around.

“That is enough Esme” I stepped towards the table ready to defend Tommy. “Time to go find John, talk to whoever you said you were going to talk with. Go on.”

I stared her down as she left, placing a supportive hand on Tommy’s shoulder as I watched her leave. Tommy and I weren’t perfect, there was still friction between us after what happened with Major Campbell but I felt he was suffering enough with his empire crashing around him.

Tommy stayed silent sitting at the table, he leaned back resting a hand on my bump. He was trying to bring himself down and back to some sort of peace. I couldn’t help but wonder how the hell we got into such a mess and I knew Tommy was thinking the same. It all came back to one man, one parasite. Campbell.

“What’s the plan, Tommy?” I asked softly reaching up and running my hand through his hair. Tommy shook his head, his hand still caressing our child in my swollen stomach.

“I don’t know Stace. I haven’t no fuckin’ clue” He sighed, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. Inhaling away at the stick. The sound of it burning was the only noise made in the eerily quiet room.

“What if what Esme says is true?” I asked softly. Feeling his hand drop from my stomach I knew instantly I had said the wrong thing. Tommy was always like a time bomb ready to explode at any moment, I had seen him do so on many occasions. I just hoped this wasn’t one of those times.

“Esme is wrong,” Tommy replied flatly, squashing his cigarette in the ashtray in front of him. “There is nothing in France and there never will be”

“The war is…”

“I am fully aware of the status of the war.” Tommy quickly cut me off from speaking. “France is a dead land. There is nothing there. Not anymore. We do not run. We do not hide. We are the Peaky fucking Blinders.” Tommy stood up.

“Are we? Because it seems to be just you and I standing here Tommy.” I pointed to the empty Shelby home. The once bustling betting shop quiet since the Campbell raids. Tommy shot me a cold look and I shook my head looking towards the door.

“I will fix this.” Tommy pointed an index finger at me. “You hear me yeah? I will fix this”

“Yeah, how?” I asked turning back to face him. “How?” I repeated crossing my arms across my chest, my forearms resting on my bump.

“I will and when I do, we marry. You hear me eh? Before this baby is born and things are fucking settled we marry.” Tommy walked over to me resting his hands on my hips. “You hear me?”

“I hear you” I whispered, tears in my eyes at his words and the hormones that came with his pregnancy. Hearing him say those words, made me happy. It made me realise, that before the baby was born I was already approaching seven months. Therefore in two months, I will be a Shelby with a newborn.

Maybe the future wasn’t so dark.

*******

Later that evening I arrived at Polly’s home. I tried the front door noticing it was open so I let myself inside. I stood by the door and I hung up my hat and coat, taking a garment I had made for her in my hands and walking along her wooden floor, my heels clicking off the hardwood.

“Polly?” I called out softly as I made my way through her home. I walked into the living room and noticed her back to me. She was in the bath. “Polly everything okay?” I asked approaching the older woman slowly.

“I’m alright.” Polly’s voice was no louder than a whisper. I cautiously stepped forward leaving the skirt I made on the arm of a chair as I approached her. She wasn’t relaxed in the bath, she held her knees to her chest. Slowly scooping the water up with her hand and throwing it around her shoulders.

“Polly” I whispered stepping forward, gently putting my hand on her shoulder but she flinched away from me. “What happened?” I whispered noticing light bruising on her thighs.

“I’m alright,” Polly repeated. I had a feeling I knew what had happened to her but I didn’t want… I couldn’t say the words out loud.

“Can I make you some tea?” I asked not sure of what else to do for this woman. She wasn’t herself. It was like she was an empty shell. Not getting a response I moved towards the kitchen making a fresh pot of tea.

I heard the front door open again, hearing Ada’s voice I rushed to the hallway to greet her. She looked up at me in surprise, smiling until she noticed my face. “What’s wrong?” She asked hanging up her coat.

“It's Polly, something happened. She won’t, she won’t tell me perhaps she will tell you” I spoke lowly. Ada quickly nodded walking into the living room, noticing her aunt in the same position I had left her in.

Not knowing what else to do I walked back to the kitchen to finish making the tea. After a few moments, Ada came into the kitchen. “I’m going to stay the night with her, she shouldn’t be alone.”

“No definitely not” I agreed handing her a cup. Ada was quick to thank me, sipping on the hot liquid.

“Whatever is going on Ana, Tommy needs to sort it out”

“He is trying Ada. He didn’t expect this to happen.” I was quick to defend Tommy like I always was. “No one not even Polly expected this to happen. Campbell is…is a diabolic man who, who needs to disappear to be quite frank with you” I tell her not knowing what else to say.

Violence was never something I was comfortable with, but with Tommy, I slowly became comfortable with it. Almost at peace with it as it was who he was and Tommy was who I loved. Who I wanted and needed.

“On Campbell, we are both agreed then” Ada nodded holding her tea cup and looking ahead of her towards the wall. “Are you going to tell Tommy?” She asked after a moment of silence.

“He will find out on his own if I don’t. They all will, you know that” I whispered, neither of us needed to say the words. We both know what happened between Polly and Campbell and for that, no words were truly needed.

******

I returned to our shared apartment Tommy was sitting at the kitchen table. There was a bottle of whiskey in front of him, the glass half full in his hand. A cigarette burning in the other. He was lost in thought. The atmosphere around him was off. It made me uneasy.

“Tommy?” I asked hanging up my coat and walking towards him. “Tommy is everything… what’s going on?”

“Grace called me. At the office.” Tommy started to speak. I instantly felt my blood run cold. I felt sick. “Lizzie overheard the phone call. She asked me to meet. She is in London for….”

“I don’t care why she is here or what she is doing,” I spoke quickly, venom in my tone. “Why was she calling you?”

“Like I said, to meet…”

“Why was she asking to meet you then Tommy?” I asked sharply. “After three years, three fucking years why is she calling you and asking to meet?”

“She still loves me,” Tommy answered leaning back on the chair, the smell of alcohol was now stronger. It was clear he had been drinking for a bit of time. “I considered…”

“Get out” I snapped “Get out”

“No Stace you will listen…” He pointed a sloppy index finger at me, his words on the edge of slurring but he still had some control.

“I SAID GET OUT” I screamed not quite believing this was happening. I thought we were done with this. He spoke about getting married this morning at the betting shop and now this woman from our past rears once again.

“Listen to me eh” Tommy stood up, stumbling slightly. He held my arms in his hands tightly so I couldn’t move away from him but he didn’t hurt me. “I only considered it because of what Campbell did to you.”

“WHAT?” I yelled glaring at him with the coldest, harshest look I could muster. “You considered sleeping with that desperate whore for me? Oh please Tommy, please. Don’t insult me.”

“There was to be no sex involved Stace” Tommy squeezed my arms. “I considered it in a moment of weakness, of stupidity. Campbell hurt you and I wanted to hurt him just the same. He is still in love with her so I planned to lure her under false presences to me. Ensure Campbell knew of it, making him believe I slept with her to fuck with his head”

“Why? Why the fuck would you even? Why did that even cross your mind?” I glared, completely confused by his reasoning and thought process.

“You have no idea how it felt when Campbell almost turned you against me.” Tommy turned away letting me go and finishing the glass of whiskey in two gulps, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “I wanted to hurt him like he hurt me by going after his woman”

“But Grace isn’t his woman Tommy”

“But he wants her to fucking be” Tommy spun around on his heel to look at me, stumbling. He held onto the kitchen chair for support. “He wants her to be”

“Tommy I can’t…I can’t keep doing this with you.” I whispered shaking my head. “I can’t, I don’t even know what to say. But I can’t do this. If it’s not May it’s Grace when is it me, Tommy? When do I get a chance?”

“You have me. Am all yours” Tommy looked directly into my eyes as he said that. “I am yours, always. Those other women are irrelevant. A means to an end. But you, you're everything”

“What happened with Grace?” I asked biting my cheek. The question made Tommy laugh. He chuckled darkly pouring himself a glass of whiskey.

“She’s probably waiting at the hotel for me” Tommy chuckled drinking back the brown liquid like it was water. “I don’t care to be honest with ya” He flopped back down on the chair, the lost look still on his face. Today was a bad day for him. In every aspect of his life.

“I’m fucking lost here Stace” He whispered shaking his head. “I don’t know what the fuck to do”

I’ve never seen Tommy so vulnerable, so weak. I walked over to him pulling over another kitchen chair, I sat next to him. Taking his hand in mine, I rubbed my thumb over the back of his hand softly. Looking up at his face I noticed tears in his eyes.

“Oh Tommy” I sighed softly. Tommy’s head fell forward onto my chest. Stroking his hair softly I allowed him to break down on my chest. The combination of alcohol and events over the past few days has finally worn him down. Everybody has their breaking point. I was just glad I could be here for Tommy during his.

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[s0nge-0ff-th33-d4y]

Hocus Pocus — Insane Clown Posse 🅴

[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope]

Serial slaughtering stranglers

Jugular juggling juggalos

Folded, fat, floppy-tittied freaks

I C fuckin' P's in the haugh

[Verse 1: Violent J]

Abracadabra boom shacka dae

I'm Violent J, and I'm back like a vertebrae

And I come with a hat full of tricks

Trunk full of Faygo, car full of fat chicks

Ha hahaha ha hahaha, fuck you

Wicked clowns, we'd like to say what up to

The Cobras, X-men, and Counts

And everybody with clown love, even sets I've never heard of

Roll into town and out with the big top

Four cards down, and two more still to drop

And when it does, I pack up and hit the road

'Cause I don't wanna see your head explode!

Toss me an axe, and I'll toss you a dead chicken

Add a buck, you get a two-liter with 'em

And when the genie says on with the show

It's hokus pokus, jokers, Great Milenko

[Chorus]

"Once again, the psychotic carnival creatures in the haugh"

Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

"Southwest slithering snakes of darkness, come on"

Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope]

Shazam bam, shocka locka lokis

Shaggy the clown back like scoliosis

Call me a psycho-schizo freak

And I'll call you by your name (Dick-anus)

'Cause I can give two shits and a fuck

I bounce down Vernor in a popcorn clown truck

I'm a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard

I grab your gizzard (Whoop, whoop)

Jump on the carpet, let's take a spin

Everybody's waiting for the show to begin

Up to the top, by the neck, and let you go

Try to land in a glass of Faygo

Uh, you suck, you missed the fuckin' glass

Broke ya neck and busted your fuckin' ass

But the genie says on with the show

Hokus pokus, jokers, Great Milenko

[Chorus]

"What awaits you after death? Rub the lamp and explore"

Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

"Enter Milenko's Fun House, walk right through the wretched hall"

Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

[Bridge]

Fuck, fuck, fuck 'em all

Fuck, fuck 'em all

Clown dog

Freak dog

Joker dog

Milenko dog

"Visions of joker cards flashing in your mother's face"

Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

[Verse 3: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]

Rude Boy and Chucky down with the clown

First time we ever went to Mexicantown

I remember, we couldn't pay the bill, they got hot

And beat us down in the fuckin' parking lot (Fuck you!)

Tall Jess, Jumpsteady, and Nate the Mack

Tagged ICP by the train tracks

And it was on, the dawn of a new day

Magical carpets grippin' down the freeway (Whoop, whoop)

Walked in a gypsy's tent with a food stamp

And walked out with a magical lamp, yeah

I met Milenko, he gave me three wishes

That night, I fucked three fat bitches

Can't get the fuck with it? Forget it

I'll rip your face off and wipe my ass with it

When the genie says on with the show

It's hokus pokus, jokers, Great Milenko

[Chorus]

"Climb aboard our magic train and join us in song"

Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

"City to village, hamlet to town, the show must go on"

Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

"Giant ladies, bearded ladies, midget ladies, ladies?"

Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

"Clouds of darkness, then underneath them comes the clown"

Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride (Fuck that!)

[acommonloon]

Earlier today I met up with friends to drink a beer that reminded me of earlier days. Earlier good days and today was a good day. Later I stopped for groceries and as I got out of the truck I saw a woman walking towards me.

She was wearing a loose dress and her hair was covered with a scarf. Her brows were dark her skin tanned, I thought she might be mid to late twenties. She held a piece of cardboard low against her chest. Based on world events, I thought she might be collecting support for Palestinians. I waited. “Excuse me sir” her voice was soft and I detected no accent. She unfolded the cardboard.

I glanced at it but only saw the words mother, hungry, children before I looked back at her eyes.

I was transported instantly to Strasbourg France, 2018. We were at the Christmas market there, it was near dusk and raining and one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever beheld. The medieval town square filled with lighted booths the towering church looming over it. We were cueing to get into the church when my son said, “Oh dad, there will be gypsy beggars up here. Don’t give them anything. It’s a scam.”

When the gnarled old woman shuffled up to me and handed me what I thought at first was a brochure, but was a tattered written plea for alms, I smiled and gave her whatever loose Euros I had in my pocket. My son snorted but I didn’t care. Didn’t care if it was a scam. It was small change.

In Chicago once I was approached by a young black woman who asked if she could have $5.65. I was surprised and asked why she asked for that specific amount. She pointed at the McDonalds I’d not noticed and said she could get a certain meal for that amount. I’d no idea if she was sincere but I laughed and gave her the cash I had on me which wasn’t enough. I shrugged and she thanked me in a perfunctory manner. It still makes me smile.

Anyway, I grew up just shy of really poor. My mom brandished a form of pride I recognize now as her shield to ward off shame. She was ashamed by her…our financial circumstance and she returned the near constant assistance she got from my dad’s mom with as much resentment as appreciation. She never failed to criticize welfare families even though we would have been them too without the help of my grandmother and others.

Some of that shame couldn’t help but rub off on me yet I was far more influenced by my grandmother than my mother. Seeing the grace with which she shared her own minimal resources with us, made me want to be like her. lol one last sidetrack.

I was 12 when my paternal grandfather died. By all accounts, he was a mean old man. Decades later a stranger said to me, upon finding out who my grandmother was, “There was never a finer woman than your grandmother.” Then he said, “She never deserved Alec.” Referring to my grandfather. Alec was a nasty man with rarely a good word to say about anyone. Except me. He called me little shitass and I knew he loved me.

When he died, he had a healthy bank account but also $4000 cash was found in a roll in the tackle box he kept in his truck. I heard my parents talk about this. One evening a few days after his funeral, my parents, my two sisters, both younger than me, and I were up at grandma’s. I’d been staying there anyway so she wasn’t alone.

My grandmother said, I want you to go into the dining room and in the drawer of the sideboard you’ll find where Alec kept all the wallets he got for Christmas presents and he never used.

I said I didn’t want a wallet. She said, “Go on, he would have wanted you to have one.”

I spent so much time in that little house on the Blue River, I knew where the wallets were. I pulled open the drawer and picked up the first wallet from the pile. It fell open in my hands and it was full of cash! A lot of cash.

I carried it into the living room to my grandma’s chair and held it out to her. She took it and looked up at me and said, “Where did you find this?”

“It was on top.” I said.

She said, “That can’t be. All your uncles and even cousins have been in there to get a wallet.”

She burst into tears. Her hand shook as she handed me a fifty. She pulled out more money and gave it to my parents who were also in a state of shock. Then still crying she said, I can take that trip to the Holy Land!

Her tears were of joy and though all I did was carry the wallet to her, I felt like I had done something for my grandma to make her happy. That feeling was a heady drug.

So. I fully recognize when I give someone something, I’m doing it for me.

It isn’t transactional. If they don’t appreciate it I don’t mind. Also, I recognize a gift can cause distress. I’m mindful not everyone feels gratitude at being given a gift. I learned that lesson…anyway

Today, in the Meijer parking lot, I looked down at the woman and smiled. “I’m going to give you some money.” I said as I reached into my pocket. “Where are you from?”

Romania

I laughed at that. Thinking of my son and Strasbourg.

I said, “Okay, I wonder if you are scamming me.”

Sorry, I don’t speak good English.

Right. I handed her a five and said, “Have a good day.”

I didn’t wait to see her reaction. On the way into the store my phone chimed with a text.

It was my son.

I typed, Hey guess whatI just did!

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

 Eolo Perfido

* * * *

Who Are We? By: Alan Kaufman

Into the past I go like a stranger to discover why at night I lay alone as a child waiting for the front door to slam, my father gone to night-shift work, and my mother, Marie, to enter, unable to sleep, and tell me tales of childhood war, pursued by those who, as she spoke, seemed to enter the room, Gestapo men in leather coats who ordered me to pack and descend to a waiting truck, for I am still going to Auschwitz though a grown man in 1998 I am still boarding the freight, crushed against numbed, frightened Jews and Gypsies and Russian soldiers and homosexuals crossing frontiers to be gassed

I am her, in my heart, though I am six feet two and two hundred and ten pounds and have played college football and served as a soldier and have scars from fights with knives and jagged bottles smashed on bars

I am still her, little girl, hiding in chicken coops and forests, asleep on dynamite among partisans I am still her, brushing teeth with ashes from the ruins of nations gutted in war

I am still her brown eyes and black hair of persecution foraging scraps of thistle soup, a star-shaped patch sewn to my shirt

I am still my mother every day in the streets of New York or San Francisco, the chimney skies glow and swirl with soot like night above a crematorium, or the Bronx incinerator chute where I threw out trash in a brick darkness shooting sparks

I am still her in the streets of Berkeley, walking among sparechangers, dyed-hair punkers, gays in stud leather, Blacks, Mexicans and Asians

I am still her rounded up among poets and thieves and politically incorrect social deviants on sun-drenched sidewalks in the Mission and the Haight, Greenwich Village, the Lower East Side, or anywhere the weird congregate in tolerance

And every day in this age of intolerance, in a mental ghetto affirmed by the homeless, I pass the dying with the loud ring of my boots, ashamed to think that perhaps my heels are the last thing they heard Every day I am a survivor of AIDS and poverty

Every day I sit in cafes watching tattoos turn to numbers and I grow angry I want America back I want America to be the home I never had

And you, who are you if you hear my voice? Who are you, stranger if you read these words?

Who are we who stand threatened in these times of darkness? Who are we, condemned to die, who do not know ourselves at all?

[Poetic Outlaws]

[laserdiscsurgery]

the lifted truck i just saw blasting gypsy woman by crystal waters was a post-ironic comment on the current state of society

[nw-of-dark]

Vampire Clan: Ravnos

Rogues, Ravens, Daredevils, Vagabonds, Wanderers, Tricksters, Mystics, The Haunted, Gypsies, Criminals, Deceivers, Charlatans, Shapers, Seekers, Unwelcome

Renowned as elusive enigmas, mystics, and nomads, the Ravnos clan embodies an irrepressible spirit that delightfully embraces the thrill of living on the edge. Their true essence and rich lineage were tragically lost to the western world, leaving only a handful disconnected from their ancestral heritage and compelled to forge a new narrative. However, with their very survival at stake, those who never wandered before are now left with no alternative but to embark on a perpetual journey, lest they suffer the fate of their ancient progenitor, the Ravnos Antediluvian.

Disciplines: Animalism, Presence, Obfuscate

Bane - Doomed: If they slumber in the same place more than once in seven nights, they are scorched from within. This happens every time they spend the day in a location they’ve already slumbered less than a week before. Furthermore, a mobile haven, such as a movers’ truck, is safe so long as the place where the truck is parked is at least a mile from the last location.

Culture

For an extensive duration, the Ravnos of the Western world maintained a resolute bond within their clan. A prominent expression of this unity was enacted through a retaliatory practice known as "The Treatment." This method involved a mistreated Ravnos reaching out to fellow clan members, who would swiftly converge upon the city where the initial Ravnos suffered injustice. The havoc wreaked by a dozen unleashed Ravnos could push even the most seasoned Prince to the precipice of chaos. Skillfully embellishing the consequences of The Treatment served as the primary weapon employed by the Ravnos to secure their rightful place within Western society.

[stainlesssteellocust]

Book of Spirits is really cool but in true White Wolf fashion there are some true messes in there. Especially in the Cursed Items section.

Mysogynistic Rifle Scope that gives you bonuses to hurting women, but also makes you take potshots at the next man you see. It’s equality.

A leash that lets you magically control people like in Wheel of Time, but afterwards everyone thinks you’re a sex worker and slutshames you so hard you get social penalties

Child Abuse Mind Control Aid

Vampire Rubbish Truck That Makes You Stink

No less than I expected from the guys who gave us Changing Breeds and World of Darkness: Gypsies

seems up

@probablybadrpgideas

alley

[the-witching-ash]

🌟 + Richie of course?

1) One of Richie’s favorite comfort items is a blanket Sookie knitted for him a few years ago but it’s gotten a bit small for him, so Sookie surprised him by making him a bigger one that covers him better for sixteenth birthday.

2) He wanted to get back into dancing, so he joins the Ballroom Dance Team at Yale.

3) Whenever Mia approved it due to safety concerns, Richie ended up spending most of his free time growing up in the Independence Inn’s Kitchen learning how to cook from Sookie. 🥺 (Like Patty and going pro with skating, Sookie says Richie is good enough he could have gotten into culinary school if he wanted.)

4) After knowing Michael for about a year, Richie asked if he’d help him learn how to speak French.

5) When he does let himself have desert, he prefers pie.

6) After he gets the truck and if he’s free, he helps out Patty with moving any larger objects she needs moved for dance competitions.

7) The diner is his main job but Floyd got Andrew to agree to let him help out at the bookstore if needed.

8) (solo verse) He beats out Paris as top student at Chilton in season three.

9) As apart of their Sunday lunches, He and Richard try to go to somewhere new every week, and one time he ended up meeting Pennilyn Lott and her husband because they whet at the same restaurant.

10) Most of what he knows of car repairing either comes from Gypsy or Luke.

[sometimes-petty]

One: they sure managed to make it look cool; two: from now on I'll headcanon that Raleigh and Yancy were truck drivers before entering the Jaeger programme based solely on how Gypsy Danger looks

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

02/29/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Cast & Crew Sightings; VicoOrtiz; Gypsy Taylor; Samba Schutte; How to Help: Ranker Polls; BBC News; New Appreciation Events; Rhys' 50th Birthday; NewarkNewark Watch Party with @adoptourcrew; Watch Party Reminders; PeopleOfEarth; TheseThems; SaveOFMDCrew; Calendar;Fundraiser Goals; LeapDayBingo; FanSpotlight; Collages;Trading Cards; LoveNotes; Daily Darby/Tonight's Taika

= Cast&Crew Sightings =

= Vico Ortiz =

Sorry were you planning on getting anything done today?

Vico has so much going on! "These Flowers Might Be Ours" read by Vico is available now on Amazon.co.uk!

Also too, ActNow: LA's LQBTQ+ Acting Class will be doing a scene study with Vico starting March 10th!

= Gypsy Taylor =

Our favourite costume designed Gypsy Taylor was interviewed by @screenaustralia! Check out the Podcast episode here. Src: Gypsy's Instagram

= Samba Schutte =

Just a little celebration of Leap Day!

== How to Help ==

Polls are still up! So that Ranker poll is still there! It's still taking responses, please feel free to stop in and push OFMD up! (You could even do it on multiple browsers!... not that I'd recommend something like that). Our friend @patchworkpiratebear was kind enough to make a helpful infographic since it is a bit of a goofy set up. Link to the Ranking

Step 5: You can actually rank the other shows and they still affect the ranking of OFMD.

== BBC News ==

So this was a cool catch by @queerly-autistic, our friend over here on tumblr and twitter. "A Pirate Comedy with a cult following". Talk about making noise!

I know I've seen several asks lately regarding whether or not the time slot change for OFMD on BBC was a good or a bad thing. @queerly-autistic had some great insight on this. Please check out their thread here. "It's a really great slot to have the show advertised in, and I was so surprised and thrilled to see them giving it that space (and specifically pushing people to watch it on iPlayer)"

== New Appreciation Events! ==

March 21: Rhys' 50th Birthday

Do you have prepared best wishes for our pirate captain? 

Use the hashtag #youwear50well in your social media posts! Also, here's a neat list of time zones to ensure our birthday wishes will be the first thing Rhys sees (depending on whether he's in NZ or LA at that time!) Tweet/Insta at the times of your zone to ensure timely impact. 

12 AM on March 21 in New Zealand is: 

    12 PM on March 20 for AEDT/Sydney

    11 AM on March 20 for GMT/London

    7 AM on March 20 for EST/New York

12 AM on March 21 in LA is: 

    6 PM on March 20 for AEDT/Sydney

    7 AM on March 21 for GMT/London

    3 AM on March 21 for EST/New York

Thank you so much to our lovely friend @yronnia and all the other folks working on this project! Super cool!

= More Watch Parties! =

Please join @adoptourcrew for a @NewarkNewark watch party on March 5th at 10 pm GMT/ 2pm PS / 5pm EST!

== Watch Party Reminders! ==

Coming down to the end of s2 Friends! #People Of Earth continues tomorrow and then a whole rewatch on Saturday! 10 pm GMT / 5pm EST / 4pm CST / 2pm PST!

= Mar 1: THESE THEMS WATCH PARTY =

Join @adoptourcrew on Friday 3/1 for a watch party of #TheseThems! Times haven't been secured quite yet but mark your calendars!

Watch Party Hashtags:

#TheseThems

#These Gems

#AdoptOurCrew

== Save OFMD Crew ==

= Calendar =

Tomorrow is #ImmoderateCitrus Day! (National Sunkist Citrus Day in the US). Feel free to reach out to the @saveofmdcrewmates about citrus-related faves: food, drink, clothing, recipes, or art!

= UK Advertising Fundraiser =

The truck stretch goal was met! The final stretch goal is getting petitions up in the tube in the UK! As always friends, donating is not a requirement but if you want and can afford it, that's great too!

== Leap Day Bingo ==

Today was Leap Day Bingo! Bingo credit to the lovely @OFMDBingo42 on Twitter or @Our_Flag_Means_Bingo on IG! There are several versions, see how many you can find across our socials. 😘

== Fan Spotlight ==

Febuary 29 bring the February LOVE #OurFlagMeansDeath Collage Fest to a close! Thank you again @wndrngnomad for taking the time to make such lovely dedications to our favourite show, cast, and crew!

Wanna see them all? Check them out here!

== Cast Trading Cards ==

Appropriate timing considering all the Vico sightings we've been seeing lately! Our lovely @melvisik has done it again. I didn't realize Vico was in Harley Quinn!

== Love Notes ==

HEY YOU!

Yes, YOU!

LOOK AT YOU!

With your awesome face, and your sweet ass smile!

Who do you think you are bringing all the swagger and charisma up in here? You're gonna blow this world away with that kind of powerful aura!

You are kicking ass today! Seriously, give yourself a big hug and a fist pump and say, "HELL YEAH!" because you are rocking it!

Now get out there and do whatever you're doing-- sleeping, playing, working, strutting, etc-- and show the next 24 hrs who'se's boss!

Love you crew <3

== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==

Today's Darby is brought to you by none other than @sherlockig.

Daily Taika is by @memzhay. Why are these related? Idfk know, they just felt like generally the same vibe. Rhys being a cat chasing a string, and Taika a pup playing dead. (It's opposite day cause it's Leap Day, I guess).

Don't ask me how my mind works. I gave up many many moons ago.

[incorrect-splatoon]

Quotes is a traveling priest, they moved from their colony and travel around land before finding Incorrect and stepping foot into Inktopolis.

But the peole she has come across, can be quite interesting.

@judas-isariot : You don't know what pain is if you never try to draw a comic on your phone while standing up in the metro.

And you don't know what déception is has long has you did not look back at it.

TEXT ID under the magic line

Quotes the dorax is singing in the back of an octolings army truck :

We'd hear it from the people of the town

They'd call us gypsies, tramps and thieves !

Octoling officer: Because you guys believe this Dorax when she said, she can kinda read the future...

Octoling soldier: Why do we keep her anyways ?

Octoling officer: Beside we arrived be at the red salty lake and I am curious to hear what they are going to tell about me.

___

[Quotes the dorax just get of the truck, over excited by the witness of the lake]

Quotes the dorax : Woah, look at this salt crystal ! they also turn red !

Octoling officer: We don't have all night, we have to find this stupid agent 3 tomorrow and capture them.

Octoling: Boss can't we chill, we did not find her for 3 days now...

Quotes [turn her head, the octoling are behind her] Oh yeah, you are still here. Well let me get the infusion.

--- Later ---

[We can see Quotes has installed his camp behind the truck]

Octoling officer: So ? What did she said ? Is it good ?

[Quotes the dorax peak her head out point at a specific octoling]

Octoling: They said I will find a beautiful man and get married to them~

But when I asked what this octoling look like they laugh and said "AN OCTOLING, aww, you are so innocent".

I don't know what it mean by that but whatever I will be married soon~ A dream weeding~

Quotes: You ! Put off thoses glasses, you will need to see this with your own eyes !

[Quotes is looking at the octoling]

Quotes: You...

[we can see the octoling is a yound agent 8]

Quotes: It is different. You are going to find this young inkling, the captain right hand you have been searching.

Agent 8: This is incredible !

Quotes: But without your crew and...

Quotes: Without the memory of searching them, of your mission, or even my face.

Agent 8: Hun ? But how ? why ?

Quotes: This is a faithful encounter, what you will do about it, without anything holding you back is up from your decision.

[katastrophickim]

I adore animals. Tell me about your babies!🖤

Odie - He’s my two year chihuahua dachshund mix. He’s a silly little man. He’s the most hyper dog I have ever met. Sometimes I don’t think he’s got anything but “run run run” going thru his noggin lol.

Gypsy - She is my 12 year old Pitbull Chow mix. I adopt her from my local shelter almost two years ago. She is my best friend. She was diagnosed with Sundowners a little while back and we currently have her on medication to keep her comfortable.

Oreo - She is my 12 year old black & white girl. I’ve had her since she fit in the palm of my hand. She’s the spiciest of my three feline girls. She likes to bully poor Gypsy from time to time. Even tho she is a spicy girl majority of the time she does have a sweet side to her as well!

Ella - She’s my middle baby, coming in at 8 years old. I got her from my moms friend when she had to unfortunately rehome her cats. Ella had a sad start in life. She was thrown out of a truck on a highway in front of my mom’s friends daughter. Luckily they took her in. After I had had her for a few months she started to limp really really bad. I was young and didn’t have a job so I used all my birthday money to take her to the vet. Well when she was thrown out of the truck as a kitten it had broke her hip. It had cartilage grown around the broke bone. The vet gave her pain medicine and told me either she would adapt or we’d have to amputate her leg. Luckily she adapted. She is the sweetest and most loving kitty. Just every couple of years her broke hip starts to hurt and we have to get more medicine for her.

Donna - My youngest baby, she is 2-3 years old. I volunteer at the shelter her and Gypsy both come from. When I met Donna she was in rough shape. I thought she was going to die… she had to have surgery to removed almost all of her teeth and medicine for an abscess on her tongue. I decided to foster her before her surgery and after so she could heal. Well I couldn’t stand the thought of taking her back to the shelter, so the same day I picked her up after surgery I went and adopted her! She is spunky and playful and I love her so much🖤

[akshaymehndiratta]

Akshay Mehndiratta - Food trucks in India every foodie must visit

India is a country of diverse cultures, cuisines, and flavors. With so many delicious options to choose from, it can be hard to decide where to go for a great meal. Don’t worry Akshay Mehndiratta is here to help. He has been traveling around India for years and has compiled a list of the most unique and delicious food trucks that every foodie must visit.  

Bombay Food Truck, Mumbai

The Bombay Food Truck is a popular food truck near Bandra Kurla Complex, Mumbai. The Bombay Food Truck has been a reason for happiness at a lot of Huge Events like Sula Fest, SunBurn, and more. They serve delicious street food with a twist. From vada pav to Samosa Pav or the Classic Pav Bhaji, the truck offers a range of unique and tasty dishes. Their butter chicken fries and bacon-wrapped sausages are also worth trying.

Location: G Block, Bandra Kurla Complex

The Lalit Food Truck Company, New Delhi

The Lalit Food Truck Company is the most popular food truck in Delhi. The Lalit Food Truck Company is a gourmet food truck that offers a range of international cuisine, including Mexican, Italian, and Lebanese. Akshay Mehndiratta says, They offer dishes such as Pizzas, tacos, Burgers, and pasta. They also have a range of desserts, including churros and crepes. After getting an overwhelming response in Delhi, they’ve recently launched The Lalit Food Truck Company in Mumbai, Bangalore, and Jaipur.

Location: Barakhamba Avenue, Connaught Place, New Delhi

The Spitfire BBQ Truck, Bengaluru

If you're a fan of BBQ, then you have to visit The Spitfire BBQ Truck in Bangalore. They offer a range of BBQ meats like pulled pork, smoked chicken, and beef brisket, all cooked to perfection. They also offer a range of sides like coleslaw and mac and cheese to complement the main dish.

Location: Kammanahalli, East Bengaluru. 

S.W.A.T. Food Truck, Hyderabad

S.W.A.T. is a food truck in Hyderabad that offers a range of fusion food. Their menu includes dishes such as tandoori momos, pizza dosa, and chicken tikka tacos. The truck is a great option for those who are looking for something different and adventurous. 

Location: Jeevan Bima Nagar, Bengaluru, Karnataka

The Rolling Kitchen, Mumbai

Akshay Mehndiratta says, The Rolling Kitchen is a popular food truck in Mumbai that serves up a variety of delicious street food. From crispy dosas to pizza dosa, their menu is sure to satisfy any craving. They also offer Chinese and Italian food.

Location: Mulund West, Mumbai

The Cheese Truck, Pune

Akshay Mehndiratta says, Cheese Truck is a popular food truck in Pune that serves up a range of cheesy delights. From grilled cheese sandwiches to mac and cheese, their menu is perfect for cheese lovers. They use a variety of cheeses like cheddar, mozzarella, and feta to create delicious and flavorful dishes. They also offer unique options like the Spicy Chicken Cheese Melt, which is made with grilled chicken, jalapenos, and a blend of cheeses.

Location: Wadgaon Sheri, Pune

The Kati Roll Company, Kolkata

The Kati Roll Company is a popular food truck in Kolkata that specializes in kati rolls, a popular street food in India. They offer a range of options like chicken tikka, paneer tikka, and egg rolls, and paratha bread layered with a griddle. Their rolls are bursting with flavor and are sure to satisfy any craving.

Location: Kolkata, West Bengal, India.

Gypsy Kitchen, Bengaluru

Gypsy Kitchen is a food truck in Bengaluru that serves up a range of global cuisine. Their menu is inspired by different cuisines from around the world and is perfect for foodies who love to try new and unique dishes. One of their most popular dishes is the Spicy chicken sandwich and BBQ chicken burger.

Location: Kammanahalli, Vasanthnagar, HSR Layout from 5:30 onwards

According to Akshay Mehndiratta, Food trucks have become a popular food trend in India and offer a range of delicious and unique food options. From sandwiches to biryani, churros to shawarmas, there's something for everyone to enjoy. So next time you're out and about, be sure to keep an eye out for these must-visit food trucks in India.