fucks sake
god dammit
Okay now which one is clearer? 1?
or 2?

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fucks sake
god dammit
Okay now which one is clearer? 1?
or 2?
Watching this (and fearing broken ankles with each loop) I can’t helping thinking about that old quote Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, except backwards and in high heels.
But no, if you watch closely you’ll see she doesn’t even step on the last chair. That means she had to trust that fucker to lift her gently to the ground while he was spinning down onto that chair. That takes major guts. I’d be pissing myself and fearing a broken neck if I were in her place. Kudos to her.
I can’t stop watching this.
#I watched this for too long to not reblog
This is a fantastic logo.
wow that rly is
This is the best piece of graphic design I’ve ever seen.
“He likes squeaking his toys by snouting them”
theres no fucking snow outside
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Re-posting this because I finally got to scan it in high-res.
Betty Bates is a goddamn hero.
—“Betty Bates, Lady-at-Law” in Hit Comics #47 (1947)
You’ll like this, @theoldwalkingsong.
Stranger Things (2016)
How….?
STEVEN RUSSELL WAS A FUCKING GENIUS.
Originally arrested for Insurance Fraud, he met the love of his life Phillip Morris in prison
He got out before Phillip, so he proceeded to GET PHILLIP OUT OF PRISON
He wanted to give Phillip a glamourous life, so he got a big-name job, and then started embezzling funds
he was arrested and then broke out TWICE MORE and kept busting out
then he was arrested again, and the above happened
while he was on the run from this, he was determined to get Phillip (who was in trouble for harboring him) out of prison so he pretended to be a lawyer and hit up Phillip’s jail 24/7. He tried to get Phillip moved to a prison closer to where he was hiding so he couLD VISIT HIM
AND THEN he made a fake identity and tried to get a 75k loan, and was arrested AGAIN, but he FAKED A HEART ATTACK AND LEFT BEFORE HE WAS EVEN PLACED IN PRISON AGAIN
There’s a movie about his life called “I love you, phillip morris” Starring Jim Carrey and Ewan McGregor
Here’s a source so you can read more about him
im pretty sure he’s in solitary confinement for life now
A woman makes a deal with the devil… but before signing, she actually reads the contract. She is the first to do so.
She’s got a good head on her shoulders. That’s what Grandma said and Uncle said and Daddy said and Peter said. She’s got a good head on her shoulders.
So even though the brimstone in the air is making her eyes water, even though the ground is so hot it’s making the rubber of her soles soft, even though he’s looking at her with fire in his eyes, she’s not going to go throwing that away now. This deal is too important to lose her head now.
“It’s the standard contract,” the devil says. The pinstripes on his suit aren’t black like she’d first thought. They’re red and they shine in the red light of his eyes. “I get rid his cancer and then you give me your soul on your dying day. That’s a good deal isn’t it? You’ll have the rest of your lives together.”
She hunches over the paper and her shoulders shake. He thinks she’s crying right now, he thinks she’s trying to muster the courage to sign, but she’s not. She’s reading the fine print because it’s the only part of the paper that’s not red like the pinstripes of his suit. It’s black, blacker than anything she’s seen and she knows it’d be bad to let her eyes skip over it.
She bites her lip until blood wells. When it drops, it falls on one word. Just one. Her blood eats through the ink of this word, steaming and hissing. She breathes in the smoke and feels the word settle deep into her lungs.
Then, when she’s done, she stands tall and she looks the devil in the eye. His smile flickers when he sees that she’s got the same fire in her eyes as him, when he sees that there aren’t any tear tracks on her face.
“Sure,” she says, heart a rampaging thing in her chest. “That’s a good deal.”
His smile returns full force when she signs it. He takes the paper lovingly into his jacket, presses his own bloodied finger to it to sign it, sweeps a bow, and promises she won’t see him until she’s on her death bed.
She knows she’ll be seeing him a lot sooner than that.
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