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Chinese Takeout by Signe Pierce

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Soviet postcard, 1955

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Fucks so good

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Woodland Glade by William Trost Richards

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This song is a old favorite of mine, and reminds me soooo much of Caboose:

#so glad the version with the saw is on Spotify now :D #possibly my favourite nmh song

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If Wallace (Wallace and Gromit) died in his sleep, the contraptions that get him out of bed would still deliver his lifeless corpse into the dining room, likely for Gromit to clean up

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The only automatic contraptions just fucking wake him up he has to manually trigger the breakfast clothing contraption you edgy cunt. If wallace dies in his sleep gromit just has to peel back the wallpaper, break the glass and press the small, black button labelled simply

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It will take care of alerting neighbours, family, authorities, and dress him in his funeral attire. He is slid peacefully down into a casket that has just finished being created. A pair of gloves on springs, wearing black with a distinguished tie on each wrist, drives Wallace to his final resting place, where an army of suspended gloves comfort each other, pay their respects, and tearfully dab at eyes that are not there. The car carrying Wallace’s casket stops with just enough velocity that it sails gaily through the air before landing in his grave.