Barry Kramer is a Babe

I was walking down a busy high street when I saw James Acaster give someone a lemon, while shouting, “LEMON!” I made eye-contact with him, he looked me dead in the eye and said, “You’ll never catch me alive,” before running off and not appearing again.

May your next period be light and end quickly

This is literally now my favorite post ever, because its become thousands of reblogs consisting of passing on good fortune. Meanwhile many of y’all added your own comments saying your thanks, and continuing the chain by adding your own little bit of wishful thinking. You are all wonderful.

may you not leak even once

NOT EVEN when you sneeze or cough!

may you always have what you need when you need it. 

May you have no cramps.

May you have no headaches

may you start in your own home/somewhere you are comfortable, in your least favourite underwear and with plenty of pads/tampons on hand

may dysphoria not get to you !

^^^may you still feel valid!

and no weeping and crying over commercials.

May that chocolate you crave, you know, that one specific kind, be within your reach.

May it happen on a day where you have nothing to do.

May you never have 2 in the same month

May you never think you’re cycle has ended only for it to pause then return after a day

To answer all your burning questions……he said yes!!

HE SAID YES!!!!!

HE SAID YES!!!

HE sAID YES

If I didn’t remember actually reading this in an actual Calvin and Hobbes book as a child I’d think it was ironically photoshopped like those comics where Mickey Mouse and Goofy talk about how reality is an illusion but this comic strip was actually just……. already………… like that……………

Oh my god is this a cat or a sheep?

a shat

Dont call it that please

Thank you, I was :D

armadillo, born and raised in the desert for years without seeing a large body of water: *sees a pool* ohhhhh fuck yeag im goin in that big puddle baby

I didn’t initially want to reblog things here, but this is just too far up my alley. I think I’ll start collecting stories of incidents like this, weirdling magic at its most potent.

 Growing up in Arizona: I fully believe that all of this is true.  There’s a couple little town that pop in and out of existence, I’m sure of it. I remember one myself. When I was little, I lived in a school bus with my family. We’ve been through a couple little highway junction towns, and then never been able to find them again. I distinctly remember a circle k that tried to kill me, and when I asked my mom about it, she said that we never went back there, but when she tried to find it on a map? nothing.  Arizona is mostly Rez land. Sacred grounds. The last holdouts of a people who have been here long enough to remember the stars they came from. I’m certain that Bare Feet exists, but maybe not /here/. 

@claraxbarton

My mother grew up in Arizona, including a few years on one of the Reservations, and she’s got Stories. Lost time, stalled cars being pushed uphill, mysterious lights… That’s not even counting some of the stories from when she and my dad drove truck in the 70s. Deserts are freaky weird places.

Last time I drove from AZ through NM to CO, the same vehicle kept passing us over and over. And I drive like a fucking maniac speed demon. But sure enough, Id be passed, I had someone in the car who witnessed it too. It was the same vehicle. Theres details about the vehicles I don’t want to share, but Especially just over on the New Mexico side, or Southern CO, I just feel on edge, I see things like lights on the road that appear and disappear and generally the hair stands up on my neck when I’m near there. It’s weird cause my releatives have lived in those areas forever. I hate it though, even on uninhabited stretches with nothing but pine trees or open space for miles in the night, I feel like I’m being watched. And I’ve driven all over the country for work, literally hundreds of thousands of miles, many of which at night, I never get that feeling or see any lights or anything strange or feel paranoid. So I agree, something about that land. Idk. I stay away as much as possible.

I just want to thank you all because as a writer, posts like this are what I live for. I’m thinking gay cowboy supernatural drama. Yeah. Gay werewolf? Maybe…

I grew up in arizona and have so many crazy stories about driving around in the desert. Once my friend and I were trying to get to a party our friend gave us directions to over the phone. He said take the first left you see just after you hit dirt. We hit dirt and some twenty minutes later still only right turns. We’re way outside town by now and just as I suggest we turn around we see headlights coming toward us pretty fast so I pulled off to the side of the narrow road as they got closer to us and suddenly they just went out. They didnt turn they just dissapeared and we kept driving to see if there was a car but didnt see anything but drove in to a cloud of dust. we were so freaked we turned around. When we were almost back to pavement i saw headlights in my rear view. They flashed twice my friend saw it too and then dissapeared. I have also seen flaming things fall from the sky, loud explosions have been heard near my hometown with no explanation. The desert holds some old powers we dont understand.

I’ve lived in AZ all my life and still live in AZ and it’s fucked. I totally believe all these stories. Some weird shit goes down in this state man.

@child-of-the-west-wind

There is some weird stuff that goes in Arizona. ESPECIALLY at night. I remember my family and I were driving home from Phoenix at night. Not a single car coming inbound or from behind. It was just pitch black out and not a single star in sight. The music was low and the head light would catch little flashes of the bugs that would pass through the beams. But I ever so clearly recall this massive white bird shot up from the front of the car. Literally coming out of no where. It’s wingspan covered the entire windsheild. This mystical white bird way way to big for being an owl…My father was the one driving that night and had not see a single thing in middle of the road.

There is either a cowboy in your house or there isn’t and you have to deal with that

……..what does this mean

It means you just have to deal with that