Unpopular opinion!
I tried reading Good Omens and thought it was boring.
Did you get to the part where Crowley and Aziraphale get drunk together? Their conversation there made me laugh out loud.
Now listen; this is important.
If this message is activated, it means I’m gone. Long gone. This is programme I’ve left this site. Maybe not completely, or for god, but I am dropping it. It’s tedious to do this an’ try to save the worlds that need defendin’. Earth especially. An’ I bet you’re fussin’ and moanin’ now - typical! But hold on and just listen a bit more. Maybe in a few years, I’ll pick it back up again, but if this programme is bein’ implemented then I guess it only means one thing. I can never return to this site. tumblr programme one means I’m facing an enemy that should never get their hands on me or this machine. Now maybe I’ve jus’ gone off for a bit, but I doubt it. This is it.
So this is what you should do: let this blog die. Just let this old blog gather dust. No one will open it, no one will even notice it. Let it become a strange little thing standing on your list of follows. And over the years, you will move on, and this blog will be buried. And if you wanna remember me, then you can do one thing. That’s all, one thing. Have a good life. Have a fantastic life. If I’ve ever taught you anythin’, do that. An’ thank you. Jus’…thank you, from the bottom of my hearts.
This was one of my favorite askblogs ;_;
It was wonderful while it lasted and I’m sad to see it go, but kudos for a great run.
Reblog if you understand this..
Lord have mercy on you if you dont.
If she doesn’t understand this, she’s too young for you, bro.
^this
omg nostalgia
YESSSS!
And the memories come back <3
aaaaaaaaaaaaah
herp derp
I remembered as soon as I got to the guava juice lol
But I still watch this show
remembered at green moose. so proud.
At first I just thought -The fuck?!
Then I started singing these xD God.
I started singing along in my head, but for a few terrifying seconds, I couldn’t remember where the song was from. I was just like, “WHAT IS MY BRAIN DOING?!”
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1, 2, 3, 4!
aaaaaaaaand feels
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So, remember how yesterday was supposed to be a campaign to try to get Misha Collins fired? Well, a similar thing, possibly even more disgusting because this troll is wishing death on his son, is happening to JARED. This has been happening for a while but…
1. You’re caught in the middle of the Russian-American Cold War, there are bipedal robots with nukes, and you have mommy issues. You kill your spiritual mom. You still have mommy issues.
2. The entire universe is being threatened by large crustacean like creatures that sound like really deep trumpets. Nobody believes you. None of your choices matter.You start out by being forced into debt, which will only increase no matter what you do, and that’s it. There is no story. The game never ends. There is no way to win.
You save Disneyland as this kid who has giant feet and his friends who keep running away from him because he’s so obsessed with them. Most of the game is about how he’s scared of the dark like a little bitch and hits things with a giant key. Actually everything is over sized, so most characters are overcompensating if you know what I mean.
Some old guy you don’t even know makes you pick out a creature to take care of, and you gotta make sure that this stupid thing doesn’t die- And then he’s all like “Hey you’re 12 years old, why don’t you go out in the world and find one of ALL the creatures, even though they could freakin’ eat you alive!” so he gives you this mission and you’re all like “But my mom-” and she’s like “Oh no, just go. I hate you anyway. I’ll look after your money for you though. Send me all your money.” So then you’re walking through all these monster-infested fields and caves and shit, and eventually you can’t remember where you’re going, and no one will help you, and you end up wandering aimlessly between a tower and an island going ‘What the hell was I supposed to be doing again?’ - The End.
You’re trapped in an underwater city full of drug-addicts with super-powers. Everybody hates you and wants to kill you. The only people who don’t want to kill you can only talk to you through a radio and even some of them secretly wish you were dead. A man who reads too much Ayn Rand periodically screams at you. Winning the game involves killing the fathers of small children. The final boss battle is you repeatedly stabbing a naked dude with a needle.
LITERALLY SCREECHING
WHOLOCK.
C’MON PEOPLE, GET A MOVE ON
PERFECT
SHIT. Let’s just connect everything please.
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rosy higgins’s reimagining of spider-man’s costume.
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WHAT THE HELL HAVE I DONE
YOUVE CREATED A GOD
And behold, I had gazed upon the face of God, and yea, it was magnificent.
- The Gospel of British Actors, 2:21 B
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