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notsograndr:

callmehopeless-notromantic:

d0ugieslizard:

mjolnirss:

alfuhdawg:

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IT’S THE “AGED 27 1/3” BIT THAT MAKES ME CRY WITH LAUGHTER

this kills me!

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They actually did it, too.

this is the most adorable thing i’ve seen in my life

Mmm… now I want some, and I have no idea what it is.  But that is adorable.

kimikomuffin:

Reposting for the evening crowd. Got updated.

So, this is a fun little story.  I hadn’t run into twine before, but it’s fun to click through and follow the story.

animatorlex:

First pumpkin of the season and I’m keeping up my Halloween tradition of a Neil Gaiman themed pumpkin. ^_^ 

This is probably my favourite panel of the whole series. <3

"… just feeding the birds."

neil-gaiman:

myjetpack:

I drew the cover for this week’s New Yorker.

Gorgeous.

Stop taking pictures of my house!

neil-gaiman:

myjetpack:

I drew the cover for this week’s New Yorker.

Gorgeous.

Stop taking pictures of my house!

kittydesade:

audreyii-fic:

oxford-haze:

eowyn-daughterofkings:

aatrunko:

lizziekeiper:

frankenwhale:

oddlyclad:

xcgirl08:

#cinematic masterpiece

#I secretly rate every action packed film 0-the mummy

Every once in a great while, I will tell somebody “You know, nasty little fellows such as yourself always get their comeuppance.”

…And then I’ll be sad, because they have no idea what I’m talking about. 

I only gamble with my life, never my money.

The Mummy fandom on Tumblr is hella strong

What up mummy fandom I didn’t know existed! Loved this movie. Need to watch it again.

I quote “You’re on the wrong side of the river” constantly.

I’m going to grad school soon to be a librarian and I can’t wait to get drunk and quote all of Evy’s lines.

I’m an archaeology student and I recently re-watched this and the instant they made it clear that it was set in the 1920s I was completely cool with everything about it because archaeology in the 1920s was mostly drinking and blowing things up.

archaeology in the 1920s was mostly drinking and blowing things up

I was an archaeology student at the turn of the millennium and while drinking and blowing things up has been reduced in scope it is by no means gone. Especially the drinking.

"Get me a glass of bourbon.  And a bourbon chaser!"

seananmcguire:

geekdame:

quinbot:

So much evil.

Pretty, pretty evil.

Burmese.  I want the sooty one.

Put the food in the bowl and back away.  They can smell fear, I tell you!

seananmcguire:

geekdame:

quinbot:

So much evil.

Pretty, pretty evil.

Burmese.  I want the sooty one.

Put the food in the bowl and back away.  They can smell fear, I tell you!



"Apples, feh!" the crone said. "Apples are nothing. A blind badger could enchant an apple. Like puppies and pomegranates, they’re so eager to please. Now, kumquats—kumquats are something. Takes a lot of willpower to get a spell to take on a kumquat. I don’t sneeze at any witch that can make a kumquat do her bidding.But the REAL challenge is pears. They fight like little green devils, do pears, but you get a curse to stick to one, and you can hold your head up proud.”Mother Terrapin is as old as hills and wisdom, and if you lay any crap on her about crones being the kindly keepers of ancient goddess mysteries, she’ll have you pissing Cheez Whiz for a month. Mother Terrapin is not kind, or enlightened, and nobody’s quite sure if she’s a woman or a turtle or a goddess. She’s definitely a witch, though, and not the froofy kind you meet at the coffee shop. She’s petty and small-minded and malicious and proud, and that’s exactly how she likes it.However.It is very, very easy to offend Mother Terrapin—breathing is generally sufficient—but occasionally, and very very rarely, she’ll come in on your side. She favors plain girls with sharp tongues, who work hard, not out of some insufferable cheerfullness, but because the work bloody well needs to get done and there’s no point in complaining about it. For the price of a clever insult she hasn’t heard before, for the promise of havoc on the deserving (i.e. everybody) Mother Terrapin will—very occasionally—help you out. It’s more than my life’s worth to tell you where to find her, but if you find yourself in a swamp where the turtles are as black as char, and the frog calls go “Rrrrribbit! Rrrribbbit! So’syourmotherrrribbit!” you just might be getting near. - Ursula Vernon


Ursula Vernon is a national treasure.

"Apples, feh!" the crone said. "Apples are nothing. A blind badger could enchant an apple. Like puppies and pomegranates, they’re so eager to please. Now, kumquats—kumquats are something. Takes a lot of willpower to get a spell to take on a kumquat. I don’t sneeze at any witch that can make a kumquat do her bidding.

But the REAL challenge is pears. They fight like little green devils, do pears, but you get a curse to stick to one, and you can hold your head up proud.”

Mother Terrapin is as old as hills and wisdom, and if you lay any crap on her about crones being the kindly keepers of ancient goddess mysteries, she’ll have you pissing Cheez Whiz for a month. Mother Terrapin is not kind, or enlightened, and nobody’s quite sure if she’s a woman or a turtle or a goddess. She’s definitely a witch, though, and not the froofy kind you meet at the coffee shop. She’s petty and small-minded and malicious and proud, and that’s exactly how she likes it.

However.

It is very, very easy to offend Mother Terrapin—breathing is generally sufficient—but occasionally, and very very rarely, she’ll come in on your side. She favors plain girls with sharp tongues, who work hard, not out of some insufferable cheerfullness, but because the work bloody well needs to get done and there’s no point in complaining about it. For the price of a clever insult she hasn’t heard before, for the promise of havoc on the deserving (i.e. everybody) Mother Terrapin will—very occasionally—help you out. It’s more than my life’s worth to tell you where to find her, but if you find yourself in a swamp where the turtles are as black as char, and the frog calls go “Rrrrribbit! Rrrribbbit! So’syourmotherrrribbit!” you just might be getting near. - Ursula Vernon

Ursula Vernon is a national treasure.

ohveda:

wasthursday:

mishalak:

Does anyone have an easy time sleeping or do all of us slip into our individual darknesses only with difficulty¹?

I have never slept well. Ever. Even when I was a small, adorable, brain-free child. I only sleep now because I take Ambien &…

I use sleep-stealing cats.  I train your cat to sit on you and steal your sleep, and then trade it to me for sushi-quality tuna.

Reblog this if I can vent to you? Like completely skip all the awkwardness and just start talking to you.

Always happy to hear from you, Allison.