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📖 Te cuento un cuento pero, En Tiempo de Cuarentena... #CuentosMaravillosos 🐺 🐷 🐷 🐷 🤥 🤶 👸 ❄ 🐸 👑 #Caperucita #Cenicienta #Raspunzel #Pinocho #LosTresChanchitos #ElReySapo #La BellaDurmiente #Covid19 #Distanciamiento #ASPO #Coronavirus (en Ciudad Autónoma de Buenos Aires) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_b0O91goct/?igshid=1dijv5da5o2ux
#HappyHalloween #Smile #Flash #Raspunzel (en Malecón del Salado) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpeIVm3Fuz3e3-ZkByxU1jYDxt3SCNVhj9iCbk0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=vm91tpb40se3
Salió teatro...!!! #raspunzel #vacaciones las chicas felices!! 👨👩👧 (en Obelisco)
INKTOBER 5: LONG
my interest is definitely piqued for a Dick Bagger retelling of Rapunzel....lol
stolen-guitar
Mick Jagger was 2000 light years from home, trudging through marshlands when he heard an angelic sound. Tired from his long, arduous journey, it took him a moment to accept that it was not, in fact, his horse that had suddenly gained the power of speech. The only other possible source seemed to be this white tower in the distance, shimmering in the sunset. He hesitated for a second between getting some sleep tonight or satisfying his curiosity, but something in the voice would simply not allow him to give up.
Finally, undercover of the night, he reached the tower. “Anybody out there?” he yelled. The singing stopped and a lantern was lit from the top of the tower. This allowed Mick to realize the tower was, actually, completely made of coke. A head popped out. “Yes?”
Mick was struck by the ethereal beauty of the man standing by the window. “Oh you pretty thing!” he caught himself saying before clearing his throat “Please allow me to introduce myself, Mick Jagger, Heir to the throne of Thisshitaintstraight”.
“Well, I guess that’s nice. I’m David Bowie.”
“Can I come up” asked Sir Jagger.
“You see, the thing is not really.” the blond scratched his head.
“I ain’t too proud to beg as I can’t get no satisfaction until I see you face to face.”
“Oh no, it’s not that I would not want you up here, trust me, it’s just that I have been locked up here by the evil Hetero Witch and there is no way up.”
“Well,” replied Jagger, “ Can’t you lower you hair or soemthing.”
“Cant. Cut it back in 1970.”
“Can you lower you d-” slyly started Jagger.
“Certainly not.” curtly answered Bowie. “Tell you what, why don’t we use our combined powers of radness to create a glitter rainbow that I can climb down on. I getting sick of living in a cocaine tower to be honest with you.”
But as soon as he had finished speaking, a terrible dragon appeared.
“What the-”Mick exclaimed, wide-eyed.
“Oh, that’s Angie. The Hetero Witch put her there, and she’s a queen bitch, but she isn’t too bad. Just sing to her and she’ll go away.” casually explained Bowie.
And so the two duetted as Bowie came down the rainbow of glam and glitter and landed straight into the arms of Mick Jagger with a slight “ooh”.
“Will you love me?” Mick blurted out before he could stop himself.
“Even as the world falls down.”
and it is said that to this day, they can be seen dancing in the streets.
Sooo
According to my professor there's a princess named "Raspunzel". Who is she? What's her story?