#peewee's big adventure

[halothanic]

“you don’t wanna get mixed up with a guy like me.. i’m a loner, dottie, a rebel..”

this is probably my favorite thing i’ve ever drawn, bc it truly comes from the heart. pee-wee’s big adventure has been one of my top five films since i'd seen it as a kid, and i love it and laugh more each time i watch it, which is why i jumped at the opportunity to draw this poster for one of my favorite theaters that sold out at their screening a couple days ago! i couldn't be more proud or pleased.

i put a lot of work into the concept and details! pee-wee's costumes are in order of appearance, and of course, as said at the bottom, it's based on kraftwerk's tour de france cover, due to his dream in the opening scene. what could be better than combining an excellent album and film? i can’t put into words how much he impacted my personality, decor taste, and sense of humor so i’ll leave it at a simple “thanks for everything, pee-wee”! without you, i would have never started to feel comfortable being, in total seriousness, a silly little guy.

i have pee-wee stickers for sale in my shop, which i just resurrected, and will be listing this print, as well as a couple others, in the near future!

[atimburtonfan]

[merry-melody]

[texaschainsawmascara]

[tsunami--tsunami]

Deleted scene from 'Pee-wee's Big Adventure', the backlot chase. It's the boomerang bowtie from the magic shop. His face at the end!

[unrighteousbooks]

Readers of this blog are aware that many strange things happen in this bookstore. This story is strange, but it also a bit sad.

While walking to the shop one morning near the end of July, I noticed a bright red bicycle leaning against a lamppost. It was not locked and no one was around. When I walked home that night, it was still there. It remained there for more than a week, and each day I was surprised that no one had disturbed it. Meanwhile, an unsettling thought crossed my mind: Perhaps something had happened to the owner.

One day, after a heavy rain, it occurred to me that the bike would begin to rust if it wasn't taken inside. I brought the bike to the shop and took it to an unused corner of the basement. I made several flyers with photos of the bike and a note saying that I had taken it to the bookshop for safekeeping. I put the sign up around the area where the bike had been abandoned.

I heard nothing for months. Then, a few days ago -- on Halloween, in fact -- a woman came into the shop. She was large, with gray hair and a stern face. She walked straight to the counter.

"You got a bike here." She slapped a copy of the flyer down. "Probably nobody else could find this place. You didn't put no phone number and you didn't put no address."

I realized with great embarrassment that she was correct. I have trouble remembering little things like that.

"I found it, though," she continued. "'Cause I was a trucker. I know all the roads and all the streets."

"Is the bike yours?" I asked.

"Not mine," she said. "But I knowed the owner. I'll send someone for it. You don't give that bike to nobody unless they say Large Marge sent them." She left without another word.

Three days later a blonde woman entered the shop. She looked as if she had been crying. "My name's Dottie. Large Marge sent me. She said you've got PW's bike."

"Ah, yes, Large Marge. She said someone would come by. I'll bring it up for you." I went to the basement and, with some difficulty, managed to get it up the stairs.

When she saw the bike she sighed deeply, then ran her hand over the handlebars. She smiled sadly. The sigh told me that PW was gone. The smile told me that she remembered him fondly.

"It's a beautiful bike," I said. "I'm sure it brought him much joy."

"It did," she said. "And he brought much joy to all of us."

She rolled the bike outside. I watched her as she headed down the sidewalk. She did not ride the bike. She walked alongside, as if someone else were riding.

[haveyouseenthismovie-poll]

[yeahiwasintheshit]

[dont-hug-me-its-yuri]

more fart end job headcanon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

More fart end job headcanons!!!

. Coffins love language is acts of service while Briefcases is receiving gifts

. Coffin loves horror movies while Briefcase is terrified of them

. Coffin actually hung out with Briefcase (outside of work) for the first time when he made them watch Hellraiser together

. they had to stop it 20 minutes in because Briefcase could not handle it

. Coffin is way taller than Briefcase, she could literally throw him

. Briefcase is totally ok with helping Coffin bury and carry dead body but will not go through the dissection phase

. Coffin gives Briefcase so many gifts that it doesn’t understand (wilted flowers, jewelry made out of actual bones, etc.)

. Coffin is constantly helping Briefcase out with injuries since the man is the most clumsy man you will ever meet

. Coffin has never showered and Briefcase is totally attracted to that (little freaks)

. Briefcase thinks that holding hands is scandalous and Coffin has no sense of personal space due to having no social interaction for most of her decades long life

pay 20 dabloons to get more!!!

[bayareabadboy]

Pee-Wee's Big adventure, 1985

[willgrahamismybabygirl]

My bath is just a bit too short for my liking I need someone to spoon warm water on me like a chef keeping a chicken breast moist

[michaeldimotta]

A sad day! You will be missed 💔

[atimburtonfan]

[merry-melody]

[could-they-be-a-pro-wrestler]

How successful would Pee-wee Herman…

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[rulethemwithkindness]

Paul, you were a true original. Thank you for your art thank you for giving us Pee Wee and making us laugh. You have always been so brave and strong, acting with dignity. I just wanted to thank you for the joy, the weirdness, the laughter and the good old time.

You were a loner, a rebel but you’ve been loved. ❤️