Muffins are tasty and delightful, and when you put them in a bag you get to keep a bunch of them around, though they get all unsorted and you're never really sure just how many you've got, or what exactly is going on in there. Sometimes you pull out a tiny muffin in a diaper and you think, 'if they would just do it in the daylight, I could get some respect from the scientific community!'. I want this blog to be like that, only instead of muffins, this is a bag of blog posts that I have just called muffins.
Can we talk about how much freaking effort it took for that diver to get into all of that gear just to take that stupid picture in the hot tub? You’re all fucking losers and I love you
“I feel like I’m the only one who doesn’t kill deathclaws by gunning them down. I have really bad aim, so I just knock them out with boxing gloves and beat the shit out of them with a displacer gun and Veronica. Works every time.”
(A Discworld songset with Vimes et al! Wish I had the time/energy to get to the “I never shall forget the night I made six robbers run” verse…but I’m tired. Someone please finish for me.)
I didn’t see much of Desert Bus 7 (shed a single tear) but this moment was my favorite: Tally and Jer singing “Setting Sail | Coming Home”, from the Bastion soundtrack~
