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The modders are feeding us well
Grace Ashcroft x male!reader headcanons!!!
She leaves you for a woman.
mum no
An Art Nouveau silver & plated fairy lamp Moritz Hacker circa 1905
when u call for ur dog n u hear the lil pap pap of their feet as they come to u
furstenberg hc s/s 1991.
every time i don’t watch the oscar’s some insane shit happens. gonna keep not watching so this continues
next year they should add a category for the audience to vote on to elect someone to get punched in the face on stage
What’s the most simple thing you’ve ever had to explain to a fully competent adult?
That you cannot fax money to someone.
Had someone accidentally fax us some paperwork. They then asked if we would fax it back due to the paperwork being confidential…
I have received a fax in an envelope. like… they took the documents, put em in an envelope, then faxed me a picture of the sealed envelope.
When I was a kid, I faxed my dad’s satellite office drawings of horses. I had watched my father send so many faxes that I had the process memorized. Except, for some reason I thought that I could fax things to grandma. I put in the numbers for the office every time, but was convinced that the faxes were going to grandma. I also didn’t think to inform my parents that I was doing this.
My dad visited the satellite office (three hour drive) one day and discovered their conference room white board absolutely covered in my drawings. The guys thought it was adorable that I sent drawings and letters to them, and didn’t tell my dad because they knew he’d stop me.
That’s one of the cutest things I’ve ever heard.
I like that this just turned into stories about faxing
a constant struggle
another day of not being the ancient goddess I deserve to be
might fuck around and become a symbol of death and rebirth, creation and destruction, beginnings and endings or something idk
You can only reblog this today.
I missed my chance last year. Not gonna let it happen again
this is so sad. all this puppy has to sleep on is a baby banana with a half slice cheddar blanket