5 @agentweasley - Tumblr Blog

He was as tall as he was tall, and his eyes were the color they were. To describe his hair one would say that he had some. His face had all the features you'd expect, and none of the ones you wouldn't. "There he is," people would often say of him, but only when he was there. And they were right.

iwannabeaswampwitch

Lots of drama in our household

reallyreallyreallytrying

nip over to troy, bit of rough and tumble, big horse, bish bash bosh, back home to ithaca. simple as

grenadineghost

you want to be mommy’s adjective noun, don’t you, pet name? you want to verb and verb for mommy like a good gender

alhyastarain

you want to be mommy's weird potato, don't you, Brian? you want to skip and somersault like a good jester

biglawbear

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures; he leadeth me beside the still waters.

He—wait. Why dost the Lord hath clippers.

biglawbear

The Lord sheareth me.

teaboot

“Jesus Shaves”

buttastic

feeling like I am perhaps downwind from an argument my brother in law is having with his fiancée about wedding planning

martindykewood

do you guys remember “kick his ass baby i got yo flower”

onelonelystory

this is like asking a medieval christian monk if he remembers the ten commandments like if not what have I been wasting my years learning

enba-and-luka

nyantara

look even in my wildest dreams i didn't think the "rigged for the us" people would be proved so unimpeachably right like normally the host nation gets soft calls from refs and a nice schedule not this kind of post game intervention. the world cup isn't formula 1, on field refereeing stands. there is literally no appeals process for challenging refereeing after games.