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beating up a cactus for hurting my friend (ow) (ow) (ow) (ow

ⓘ You can Bite your Friends.

ⓘ reblog to fuckign BITE your mutuals

"Brick shithouse" gotta be one of my fave body type descriptions.... so confusing to translate

To be fair to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, if I wrote some pulp short stories for a quick buck and an obsessive fandom sprung up around it at a time when fandom culture as we now know it didn't really exist yet, and I had to witness people being insane about my characters while having very little precedent for what the fuck was going on, I would also be confused and frightened and desperately trying to escape from the situation I'd ended up in.

"Whimsy" is truly a wretched term. What maketh thee so carefree?

thy mother

Art thou for fucking real

if you’re ever in portland see if you can catch a pickles game, there’s always something like this going on, pickle martinis, and usually a tent where you can get tattoos

i like how all cats regardless of species can either look rlly badass and cool or just incredibly silly stupid