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Is that a miette?

Pride for you!  Pride for a thousand years!!

you COME OUT to miette? you come out to her as queer? oh! oh! pride for mother! pride for mother for One Thousand Years!!!!

Isn't that just the Toreador?

If you're not going to be a physician you may be missing your calling in life.

When I was a kid my parents had a rule that I was allowed to watch gore-soaked horror movies only if they were horror-comedies, apparently on the theory that a little ultraviolence never hurt anybody, but straight horror might be too emotionally intense. The upshot is I'd seen The Lost Boys by the time I was five, which probably explains a thing or two.

(Like, I'm not saying that formative exposure to Kiefer Sutherland in leather pants definitely made me bisexual, but it's a theory with legs.)

Are those legs, by chance, in leather pants?

I was lying in the leaf litter today when some moss spoke to me. "Excuse me, do you know the species of this fallen log beneath me?" asked the moss. "Hmm. No. Sorry, I'm a little fuzzy on logs," I said. "What a coincidence," said the moss. "I'm a little fuzzy on logs too."

love these to death

Probably my most favorite post ever on tumblr.

These illustrations always, ALWAYS make me smile.