So I work at a pizza place right next door to a comic book store, and today’s Free Comic Book Day. I didn’t think it’d get too crazy or anything.
Then I look to the front of the store and see this
you are under arrest for being tall. get down here. what are you doing
The users of tumblr all turn their heads in unison. What is that sound? That music, playing in the distance, growing louder as if it draws nearer. The sound of tires grating against the ground meshes with the music, the noise of bullets being fired through the air.
They can feel it. They can feel it against the ground, rumbling like an earthquake- or, possibly, just poor driving skills- and they gulp in unison.
They’re here.
❝ I’m thinking you’re the girl for me… ❞
IF YOU DO NOT REBLOG THIS A SKELETON WILL SNEAK INTO YOUR HOUSE AND MAKE AN ELABORATE SANDWICH AND USE THE SAME EXACT KNIFE FOR EVERY CONDIMENT WITHOUT CLEANING IT OFF
can you use the term, “i shit you not” in an english essay or is that unprofessional?
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This is a ring made from dinosaur bone, meteorite, and gold.