frances irene

“that character is a war criminal” that character is from a fictional fantasy world and did not attend the geneva convention

nobody say a fucking word about tumblr we can’t remind these billionaires we exist

Historically, when performing long, repetitive tasks like churning butter or weaving cloth, people would sit together and tell stories. Folk stories, fairytales, and even stories about mysterious ape-like figures living in the forests. So, yes, pioneer women did listen to podcasts about bigfoot while churning butter

ever since i was a little girl i always dreamed of becoming a provincial warlord

the most fun a girl can have is finding parallels, noticing patterns, making connections, contemplating

do you think a dude ever had sex with another guy

these scriptures just have pictures of dudes kissing and groping each other

Penetration, my liege?

not now my dearest advisor i need to read these scriptures

Men don’t go heyyyybatterbatterswingbatterbatterswing like they used to anymore

love this person knowing enough about baseball to know about the pitch clock and not enough to even approximate the league’s acronym

That punchline hit me like a sack of wet mice

Like a sack of what