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Peter Solarz
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Stranger Things
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Kaledo Art

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One Nice Bug Per Day
i don't do bad sauce passes
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@infexcted
Pssttt, I’m bored. Send my muse anons about anything you’ve ever wondered about them or the people in their life.
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“I can’t eat another bite….. DESERT.”
THINGS I’VE HEARD AT THANKSGIVING DINNER MEME
He thought he might regret accepting Heather’s invitation to join her small family for dinner, but no, no way would he ever regret a night like this. Heather was more lively at home with her Dad and his blonde... Friend? Than anywhere else.
He was laughing into his hand, “You better do what the woman says! She’ll get it either way!”
Things I’ve Heard at Thanksgiving Dinner Meme
“[insert politician/political movement/bird migration] is ruining our economy.”
“They’re not usually this crazy.”
“Pass the tofu.”
“Is this a real turkey?”
“DONT PUT YOUR FACE IN THE PIE! too late…..”
“I’m thankful for [insert thing]”
“Your children are evil.”
“Grab that kid!”
“Damn it [football player], grab the damn ball!”
“Turn the football game down.”
“Who’s going to say the blessing?”
“Good friends, good meat, good God, lets eat.”
“What’s a giblet?”
“I am not putting my hand in a turkey’s butt.”
“Get your hand out of that thing’s butt.”
“The fryer caught on fire.”
“I rubbed so much butter on his butt.“
“THANKS OBAMA!”
“Why can’t I eat in the attic?”
“Can we go home now?”
“Pilgrims didn’t really wear black and white.”
“Princess Leia was not a pilgrim.”
“Pass the cranberry sauce.”
“Its not blood, its turkey guts.”
“You look like you murdered someone.”
“If we all survive this, it will be a miracle.”
“How many relatives do we have again?”
“I can’t eat another bite….. DESERT.”
“I’m stuffed like a turkey.”
“Time to leave.”
“Are you sure we’re related.”
“We’ve never met.”
“Where’s your [girlfriend/boyfriend]”
“When I was your age……”
“[relative] is talking about being ‘our age’ again.”
“When are you getting married.”
@infexcted
❝ C’MON, Harry— Spiderman’s not that bad. He’s pretty cool, ‘ya know? He’s a nice dude, && he gives people a lotta hope. What’s so bad about that? ❞
“PETER.” His tone is warning, back off now, don’t proceed, “Spider Man is a LIAR to the whole city. That’s it. That is A L L. You people can worship the ground he walks on all you want, I don’t want ANYTHING to do with it.”
“You hear me?”
you left for a bit and didn't bring me back cheeze itz what the hell
“Heather I don’t even know WHEN or HOW you got into my apartment.” He had a bag of takeout, only for himself. He expected he’d probably have to fight Heather for his own food.
-wraps you up in a hug-
He’s surprised but he doesn’t reject it, he just offers the embrace back, “Geeze didn’t know you’d miss me THIS much.”
Lettuce make some sandwiches
Harry eyed him, then eyed the lettuce on the counter, his eyes rested back on Peter... Before he was practically tackling the counter to grab the lettuce and rush to the sink, a huge grin plastered on his face, “Just for that this is going RIGHT DOWN the garbage disposal!”
I'm gonna be goblin some pizza later
“You’re so fucking rude I swear--”
You know the drill, like if I owe you.
❛ He’s still pissed off about that? God. –I mean, it’s not like his bank account suffered for it. ❜
Seeing as he was their father, it probably wasn’t all that surprising that he could differentiate between the two. And yet, it never quite failed to catch him off-guard.
❛ Don’t worry, Har. If it’s me, I’ll make sure you’re not out of a job. I mean, I know how much you want this. ❜ He shot his brother an ironic grin.
“What are you gonna do, make me your ASSISTANT?” He kicked a little dirt the others way, only enough to try to land on his leg, “If I win out with being Oscorp’s lead I’ll make sure you’re coffee errand boy for the entire building.”
He busted up laughing at an image coming into his head, “Alright, just imagine. People losing their shit cause they think the head of Oscorp is giving them coffee. Turns out to be his loser brother.”
Basil cursed quietly under his breath. He didn’t have PATIENCE for hold-ups like this. Of course he had nothing incriminating on him (aside from the knife in his briefcase, but this was Gotham, after all, and someone as wealthy as him needed to take precautions, that was only natural), but even so Basil cringed at the thought of being violated. ❞Do you have any idea what HAPPENED?❞ Perhaps he had enough cash on hand to bribe his way out of this.
“Couldn’t say. There were a couple of crashes into the banks, some guys came in, there were a lot of cops and then the area was surrounded pretty quick. Seems like a small thing around here to be making everyone wait.” He grinned, “Then again, I’m calling this just an extended break from work.”
bengalisms
Crowds were TRULY bad places to have a full cup of coffee in ones hand. Especially when someone in an apparent gigantic hurry pretty much shoves one out of their way, thus, sending the iced drink all over the front of a strangers shirt.
A nice looking shirt.
Harry opened his mouth, shocked it even happened. Then, it was all about holding back a laugh on the situation.
“I SWEAR I can pay for fixing that.”
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Don’t you ever underestimate my ability to crush you where you stand—
To demolish those you hold dear,
just to make you bleed in the most poetic of ways.
A Chained Door