dude i realize that i could finish the mega batch this monday but there is a 30 images limit in tumblr and the post have 16 images already so i cant post the 15 remaining adops in one go
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dude i realize that i could finish the mega batch this monday but there is a 30 images limit in tumblr and the post have 16 images already so i cant post the 15 remaining adops in one go
Speedball finally won a big singles match in AEW LETS FUCKING GO that was excellent
the sun!!!! is shining!! with real warmth!!! my cold achy bones are delighted!! and its time to play in the garden!!
HELLO MY DEAR😏
Remember when you told me you would love to be Keith’s towel?
Well…
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....................Well, I guess I'll leave tumblr for good, bye now! *leaves*
Iiiii... Okay, I said that, I even saw a very nice pic today on Pinterest considering that, but like... Now my ovaries really went insane God, I want to lick that sweat off his body
And the thing is, I only have it like that with him, no one else for some reason. I just saw him sweaty one fine day and suddenly wanted to lick him. I don't know what the fuck happened in my brain, but something clicked.
Like now
Oh God
Let me lick, pls
Every photo is beautiful, I can't push myself to comment on each, because every single one would make me scream. I may seem calm in the text, but I am NOT calm at all I actually started to feel needy, well fuck
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Another week, another opportunity to watch...
The Worst Movie on Netflix Right Now™
This is another special request, this time from my friend Jaycy, who has now established that she is entirely trustworthy in recommending VERY BAD MOVIES, because this week I'm reviewing a new Christmas classic called Christmas on Mistletoe Farm.
As you can see by the one-sheet, this is not one of my usual movie types as it's really more of a family movie. But it's also completely in my wheelhouse by being ABSOLUTELY BATSHIT INSANE. I mean just look at that poster! Are these real children? Are they poorly photoshopped mannequins? WHO KNOWS?!
This movie is about a young London widower named Matt who inherits a country farm from his estranged father and decides to temporarily move his young children there while he works on a make-or-break pitch to keep his job.
If that sounds coherent, that's entirely a testament to me and my writing, because this movie is as coherent as your drunk co-worker trying to relay a story to you at the unadvisedly open bar company holiday party. Only less fun.
Real talk, this movie should come with a fucking WARNING because it is so anxiety inducing, I had to turn it off midway and continue watching the next day. This poor single father is just trying to keep his job and his life together for his kids AGAINST ALL ODDS.
This movie is real high on intensity while being very low on details. My dude has to make a VERY SERIOUS business pitch, but for what? I have no fucking clue. He has five children (I counted them on the poster) and I recall their names being repeated several times, but they're largely treated as a collective so we'll just go ahead and refer to them as THE CHAOS OF CHILDREN (the collective noun for a group of children is 'a chaos' right?)
This is that type of Christmas movie where a BAHUMBUG person just needs to listen to their children and be more open to the spirit of Christmas to become a better person, but you know what? That's bullshit in this movie.
The CHAOS OF CHILDREN put their father through absolute hell throughout this movie. Single dad Matt is just trying to keep a roof over his kids' heads by holding onto his job and/or selling this inherited farm, but his CHAOS OF CHILDREN are there to thwart his every move.
I get that this is a kids movie, but usually when there's a sweet holiday message, the message at least makes sense. By the end of this movie we're expected to believe that learning crafts and crochet at school is just as valuable as learning math and reading! And that a father trying to do his job is somehow failing his children! And that an entire village of strangers understands what a widower father needs to do for his children better than he does! And that his CHAOS OF CHILDREN know when it's time for him to remarry better than he does!
And this joyous spectacle of ANXIETY and FAILURE culminates in a simply deranged American-style "hoedown" in the British country village that I do not even have words for.
Look, this movie is for children. I hope your own CHAOS OF CHILDREN enjoy it, but I do not recommend it unless you want them to start thinking they should be making all of your important financial decisions for you because that is the message of this movie.
Can I recommend a fine vintage Muppet Christmas Carol instead?
i blame the pandemic for literally gasping when Simon took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves during the boxing match
SO. WAS NOBODY GOING TO WARN ME ABOUT CHASING YOU??? I FINISHED IT AND HEAVEN’S SECRET LAST NIGHT AND SHIT. WOW. HOW DID WE GO FROM SOLVING ONE MURDER IN SOME CUTE LITTLE BRITISH TOWN TO FUCKING. WHATEVERTHEHELL WAS GOING ON IN JAPAN. GIVE ME A MINUTE FUCK