#paralet

[jenny-94]

bei dem schönen wetter nochmal am pool solang noch sommer ist 🙂🥰

With the nice weather, we'll be at the pool again while it's still summer🙂🥰

[idungoofed]

GUYS! its officially been a tyear since i came back to this hell site.. well like more than a year.. this time last year i might of wet mysekf on my door step after spending the day at a foodies festival and having literal word vomit about fanfic and the seriouskt wonderful people on here and yes i did that again but with out the incontinence rhis time.

i love it here i love you all and the seriously talented gif/ fic/ fanartists, i love my mutals, and yeh i may be many cocktails deep but i MEAN IT.

[stevieschrodinger]

Steve : *a little inebriated but knows he needs to stay sensible* you are the biggest trouble I've ever known.

Eddie: *absolutely paraletic and tangled in garden furniture* excuse me, I am the ONLY trouble you've ever known, everything else is but a minor inconvenience.

[birdiesflying]

NI ways to say drunk!! Not sure who this is useful to but I wanted to share some fun terms we use.

Steaming (two ways of saying this, steaming or schteamin to exaggerate)

Blocked

Stocious

Bollocksed

Fucked

Ballsed

Snattered

Pished

Four sheets to the wind

Hammered

Plastered (pretty sure this one isn’t exclusive to here but adding it anyway)

Polaxed

Paraletic

Wrote or wrote off (also spelt like rote aff)

Slaughtered

Blitzed

Full

Blootered

Juiced

Basically any object if you add a d at the end.

[7ooo-ru]

Россиянин решил полетать на паралете и получил травмы

В Саратовской области при жесткой посадке паралета пострадал 41-летний мужчина. Об этом сообщило управлени�� Следственного комитета (СК) по российскому региону в Telegram-канале. Предварительно, мужчина решил полетать с паралете в селе Воскресенское. При взлете воздушное судно резко потеряло высоту.

Подробнее https://7ooo.ru/group/2023/10/27/497-rossiyanin-reshil-poletat-na-paralete-i-poluchil-travmy-grss-251501122.html

[casualtravelcollection]

#внебе #insky #параплан #paraplan #парапланеризм #paragliding #паралет #paralet #паратрайк #paratrike #парамотор #paramotor #высота #height #летать #лечу #fly #полёт #flying #полёты #flights #вполёте #inflying #ялюблюлетать #ilovefly #сверху #totop #видсверху #topview https://www.instagram.com/p/CT7apUTKMJP/?utm_medium=tumblr

[darwin1601]

Haben sich anscheinend immer was zu erzählen - Red fronted Parallets/Rotstirnpapageien

[greenyvertekins]

[seashellronan]

irish people reblog this and tag with your county and tayto or kings, lyons or barry’s, culchie or townie, shift or meet, centra or londis or mace, ur opinion on supermacs, the word/words you use to describe being really drunk, tesco or tescos, ur feelings about guinness,

[blowuponabruise]

brideshead drinking game:

13 hour marathon, drink every time it makes you feel sad. starts off easy but at the end you’re paraletic

[jenny-94]

Heute mal mit farbiger strumpfhose🥰 welches ist dein Favorit Outfit 🙂

Today with colored tights 🥰 which outfit do you like better?🙂

[ofrapture]

Time had seemingly flown by since that night, Devon had eased up a little on his possive tendancies although the faint bruises on her arms showed they were more recent than she had been telling people, and well Tai had seemingly gone back to his old bachelor ways. Their friendship almost non-exsitent now. It was a choice they both had made, even if it was killing Tilly not to talk to him. It was their usual monthly night out with all of them. 

“Lads! Ladies! I’ve got an announcement to make” Devon pipped up tapping his pint glass with his ring. Wobbling slightly as he stood up on the bench. They hadn’t been out an hour and already he was on the straight path to being borderline paraletic. “Boys shut the fuck up! It’s my time to talk!” Devon hissed through slurred speach. “It’s my pleasure and yours baby...” he purred reaching down to possessively smooth her cheek. “To tell all you stupid fucks, that I’m going to be a dad.” he blared cheering for himself while Tilly took a swig from her coke.

@all-the-deadly-sins​

[emmiieface94]

Found this picture form years ago, haha ❤ me passed out

[positiveattitudehunting]

cant believe its only 3pm and im almost paraletic LMAO

[casualtravelcollection]

#внебе #insky #параплан #paraplan #парапланеризм #paragliding #паралет #paralet #паратрайк #paratrike #парамотор #paramotor #высота #height #летать #лечу #fly #полёт #flying #полёты #flights #вполёте #inflying #ялюблюлетать #ilovefly #сверху #totop #видсверху #topview https://www.instagram.com/p/CPYgocnnkqB/?utm_medium=tumblr

[cameron-malkin]

Havoc|| Cameron + Lexus

4 years. 4 fucking years Cameron had been trapped in this damned place. He had gotten past the point of giving a fuck about his behaviour any more, not that he’d ever given much of a fuck before hand, he’d been in isolation more times than he could remeber and it no longer had an affect on him. Cam was bored. An instatiable boredom had set in and the 28 year old could feel himself going insane, one foot stepped passed the other in the same repetitive motion as Cameron paced the floor of his confinements. There were moments where he enjoyed the aspect of not having any roommates, but at times like this he would love to have someone to wind up. 

No new girls had been recently admitted to Thornewood for him to fuck and all the nurses were too aware of his ways for him to fuck with. There was no sense of excitement or adventure anymore. Just getting into a fight and being thrown into isloation would be enough excitement to last Cam a week or so but anyone he tried to rile up would only brush him off, there was an itch bubbling just under the surface of Camerons skin, a wild look forming just behind his eyes that demanded to be noticed. 

After pacing for what seemed like hours, Cameron finally noticed the clock on his desk indicating that it was just past midnight. A rumble formed in the pit of his stomach and the instant hunger pang gave Cameron an idea. Getting down to the first floor, where the patients kitchen was located, was highly forbidden-- the red wristband adorning his arm was a constand reminder of that. But was Cameron one to care about that? Nope. 

His tall figure wasn’t one that could easily escape down narrow hallways without being noticed, his size 12 feet, laced up in combat boots made enough noise to be heard on the lower floors but 12:30am was when the guard staff were rotating and so he always had a clear thirty minutes to pretty much do whatever he wanted without being caught. Cameron slipped out of his room, following the familiar path down to the first floor, he avoided all nurses quarters and without being noticed, found his way into the kitchen. Much to Camerons disappiontment, all he found was cupbards filled with high calorie, overly sugary foods-- fucking chicks with eating disorders, he thought. All Cam wanted was nachos. During his hunt for the salty snack, his ears pricked up to a noise-- he thought it was his imagination, his brain playing a trick on him... until he heard the noise again. “Fuck sake..” He grumbled under his breath, closing the cupboard door and taking a peek out into the hallway. The coast looked relatively clear, he was his opportunity and siezed it, making a run for the stairwell that he knew would take him down to the basement, at least if he couldnt find chips he’d still be able to get paraletically drunk down there, without anyone bothering him.