Baby, Talk Nerdy to Me

Christian Lacroix Spring/Summer 1998 Couture

WHAT

imagine getting sent to live in the Australian outback when you were sixteen

I have an answer to that one too

The face of a man whose father nicknamed him Plorn.

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1927 Kodak Petite Cameras. From Art Deco 1920, FB.

credit u/deepsky_wonders on reddit

And by the time he finally gets back it's almost 3 am and the bar is about to close while she's sitting there stone cold sober, surrounded by 5 drunk guys unsuccessfully trying to convince her to give up on waiting for him and go home with one of them instead. And the guy shows up to proceed to beat the shit out of them before explaining himself to her like hey sorry bullshit kept happening, my phone fell into a storm drain and my wallet got stolen when I was trying to find someone who'd borrow me a phone so I could call and

That buys her another hour or so and then, finally, her boyfriend makes it back. He looks like shit, hair down and just a mess, he's wearing an entirely different jacket that he got from an alley, and barely recognizable—especially to 5 guys who've been drunk for hours now. He lurks for a minute, finds out what's going on, and proceeds to pull off the trick shot first try. Throws the jacket off, fixes his hair with a hair tie his girlfriend lends him, finally looks like himself again, and THEN beats the shit out of them with the pool cue.

precious internet megabits wasted to send me this stupid fucking email

psych + textposts bc it was about time i did one