#sangles

[mrs-trophy-wife]

[walker-diaries]

[dogzoro]

the luffy effect

[sangled]

human and... human (❤️💜)

[ptrcbtmn]

Lenin as a sangled picrew

[toomanypicrews]

[jeffament]

my tape rewinder is a lil car B) it also SOUNDS like a real car barreling toward me at 80mph fr i think it’s broken it literally sounds so demonic

[mother-of-frogs]

I’ve been experimenting with Sangled PFP Maker and I tried to imagine how @theguyifuckmorethanonce’s Meet The Robinsons OC, Eleanor Louise “Ellie” Robinson, would look like as a 12 year old Preteen girl.

[sweet-milky-tea705]

Does someone want to make a character to ship with yasenia,,, 👀

[mrs-trophy-wife]

[nietp]

7-hour long train trip I'm opening so many wikipedia pages baby

[dogzoro]

smoke break 🚬

[thecryptidart1st]

i know this is Mike and Sammy. I just can’t tell who’s who XD

shipping win! they have different but equally terrible coping mechanisms

[red-red-spout]

i'm not sure I've ever seen a blog with a star trek pfp have good opinions

[akikos-tribble-army]

Someone commented on my SangLing fanfic "ooc cringe" and I think it was meant as an insult??? But all I can think is "Oh, my sweet summer child"...

[egoschwank]

al things considered — when i post my masterpiece #1370

first posted in facebook december 4, 2024

john french sloan -- "mcsorley's bar" (1912)

"don't be afraid to borrow. the great men, the most original, borrowed from everybody" … john french sloan

"what do you mean you’ve never been to mcsorley’s? geez, tom. i thought you said you were from new york" … tom sangl

"i was sitting in mcsorley's. outside it was New York and beautifully snowing.

Inside snug and evil. the slobbering walls filthily push witless creases of screaming warmth chuck pillows are noise funnily swallows swallowing revolvingly pompous a the swallowed mottle with smooth or a but of rapidly goes gobs the and of flecks of and a chatter sobbings intersect with which distinct disks of graceful oath,upsoarings the break on ceiling-flatness

the Bar.tinking luscious jigs dint of ripe silver with warmlyish wetflat splurging smells waltz the glush of squirting taps plus slush of foam knocked off and a faint piddle-of-drops she says I ploc spittle what the lands thaz me kid in no sir hopping sawdust you kiddo he's a palping wreaths of badly Yep cigars who jim him why gluey grins topple together eyes pout gestures stickily point made glints squinting who's a wink bum-nothing and money fuzzily mouths take big wobbly foot-steps every goggle cent of it get out ears dribbles soft right old feller belch the chap hie summore eh chuckles skulch….

and i was sitting in the din thinking drinking the ale,which never lets you grow old blinking at the low ceiling my being pleasantly was punctuated by the always retchings of a worthless lamp.

when With a minute terrif iceffort one dirty squeal of soiling light yanKing from bushy obscurity a bald greenish foetal head established It suddenly upon the huge neck around whose unwashed sonorous muscle the filth of a collar hung gently.

(spattered)by this instant of semiluminous nausea A vast wordless nondescript genie of trunk trickled firmly in to one exactly-mutilated ghost of a chair,

a;domeshaped interval of complete plasticity,shoulders,sprouted the extraordinary arms through an angle of ridiculous velocity commenting upon an unclean table,and,whose distended immense Both paws slowly loved a dinted mug

gone Darkness it was so near to me,i ask of shadow won't you have a drink?

(the eternal perpetual question)

Inside snugandevil. i was sitting in mcsorley's It,did not answer.

outside.(it was New York and beautifully,snowing" … e,e, cummings

"what do you mean you've never been to studleys? geez al, i thought you said you were from somerville" … mark chaves

"assimilate all you can from tradition and then say things in your own way" … john french sloan

"i was sitting in studleys … inside slide was playing in shod feet and no new buddies were allowed" … al janik