LOL at everyone asking why I retumbled that table-flipping mblr earlier.
You know I've got Evan Dahm's originals from the Harrowing of Hell of this scene hanging in my apartment, right?
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LOL at everyone asking why I retumbled that table-flipping mblr earlier.
You know I've got Evan Dahm's originals from the Harrowing of Hell of this scene hanging in my apartment, right?
ok if anyone needs me today i will be in the corner sobbing incoherently over John Grady Cole
Ok, this is the last update from our webcomic, Side Quested. I'm just droping it here without context, because I want you guys to see that when we say "it's madness", we MEAN IT.
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Side Quested is available to read online for free on sidequested.com (plus, there are links for mirror publication on Tapas and Webtoons in there).
It's created by me and @kbspangler.
A man. A great man; one not in need of your, or any other, Rockin’ Chair. Mr. George Jones.
Country music legend and maestro of Open Defiance, George Jones, still goin’ strong in ‘93. Incidentally, a brief story of his romance with Tammy Wynette: "I felt rage fly all over me. I jumped from my chair, put my hands under the dinner table, and flipped it over. Dishes, utensils, and glasses flew in all directions. Don's and Tammy's eyes got about as big as the flying dinner plates." Jones professed his love for Wynette on the spot and the couple were married in 1969.
That’s my boy.
Special table flip/yank.
Do you think Prowl ever flipped a table so hard he accidentally knocked someone out with it?
“Hey Prowl sorry about the-” KABLAM
Teacher: Turn to page three hundred and ninety........................
Me: four, FOUR SAY FOUR!
Teacher: .............................................................. five.
Me: table flips
No, she doesn't want your fucking tea, Prick.