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“We were somewhere around Spain on the edge of the castle when the drugs began to take hold.
> he thinks volcanoes dont have intelligence
This post keeps making me cry laughingg
The lunch is coming
The lunch is coming
The lunch is coming right aloooong
With full respect to the Professor, if I were to ever work a "subject cannot be killed by any living man" prophecy into one of my stories, I think I'd want to actually play with the 'living' part of the condition instead of 'male' or even 'human.' Imagine the drama if Bob Redshirt, beloved secondary character, looses an arrow at the villain, kicks the bucket himself while it's in flight, and posthumously lands a perfect shot.
i love both equally
"Despair, for I cannot be killed by any living man!" gloats the villain, followed by "AIEEEEEEE" as I shove him off the wall into the polar bear enclosure
Medieval cultures be like "there's a little man who lives in your house and filches your food and clothes; you have to be nice to him or he'll curse your entire family."
"And you can't leave."
Illustration: Postcard based on Norwegian folk tune Mannen ville fra nissen flytte. A farmer had fallen out with the little man (nisse) on his farm and decided to pack his bags, leave, and start somewhere else, ideally with no little man, but just finding a different one would be an improvement.
The lyric on the image reads: "But high on the wagonload, the nisse laughed: I think we're both moving today."
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saw this cute post and now I'm not going on reddit for the rest of the day. quit while you're ahead
with who guy the what now?
her previous husbands
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